Chapter 1456: 661 is waiting for to find her_2 Chapter 1456: 661 is waiting for to find her_2 Agave Rinto unexpectedly raised his voice: “Finnian Moore.”
Finnian Moore pushed open the door and walked in: “Master McKay.”
Agave Rinto pondered: “Help with sothing.”
Finnian Moore leaned in to listen.
Agave Rinto spoke into his ear in a voice only the two of them could hear.
After listening, Finnian Moore stared at Agave Rinto in disbelief, “Master McKay…”
Agave Rinto gave him a dismissive glance, “You must handle this matter personally and must rely on only the most trustworthy people.
You must not leak a word.”
Realizing that Master McKay was serious, Finnian Moore imdiately responded: “Yes.”
After Finnian Moore had left, Agave Rinto rose and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
It was close to New Year’s Day, and red lanterns were hung everywhere in the Manor.
From a distance, the lanterns added a touch of romance to the deep night.
What do you really want to do?
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The next morning at the breakfast table, Josephine Rinto hopped downstairs, “Good morning, Master McKay.”
Agave Rinto glanced at her nonchalantly, reading the financial news: “You’ve dressed up so conspicuously, what are you up to?”
Josephine Rinto pouted discontentedly, “Master McKay, this outfit was carefully planned.
How did it beco ‘conspicuous’ when it got to your mouth?
Besides, Madam Hart invited to visit The Harts.
I can’t possibly dress shabbily and disgrace The Rintos.”
Agave Rinto raised an eyebrow: “You seem to be rather close to Madam Hart.”
“Of course, Madam Hart cos from a prestigious family, has excellent manners, and looks after very well.
I also like her a lot.
The Harts have been having a hard ti lately, and Madam Hart is being ostracized in high society.
I’ve got to help her.
Miss taught that ‘return a peach with a plum.'”
Having bit into her sandwich, Josephine Rinto glanced at the ti: “Oh no, I’m running late.” She rushed out after saying this.
“Wait a second.” Agave Rinto stopped her.
Josephine Rinto turned her head and looked at him suspiciously: “Does Master McKay need sothing else?”
Agave Rinto relaxedly gestured for her to co over: “Co here.”
Josephine Rinto made a face, approached Agave Rinto and asked, “Can’t you say anything without it being a secret, making it seem all so mysterious?”
“If you see Mr.
Hart, pass along a ssage for .”
Jospehine Rinto squinted her eyes, and her expression turned serious.
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Almania is a well-known mountain city, hiding nurous villages deep within the mountains.
The villagers were long accustod to the mountain roads, but for the affluent people from the big city, it was torture.
Gerard Parker looked at the man walking beside him with admiration in his eyes.
It was quite cold in December, with every breath exhaled giving off a chill.
The man was wearing a grey turtleneck sweater with a black cashre coat.
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The coat was appropriately tailored and one could tell at a glance that it was a high-end item.
It fit the man’s figure perfectly, highlighting his refined and noble temperant.
The man was tall, probably around 1.85 ters, with a lean figure, gaunt cheeks, and skin as white as translucent jade, giving a warm and elegant impression.
Composed and patient.
He was not well-educated and did not know how to describe him, but he felt the man was from another world, like a young master from an aristocratic family in drama series, a born winner who started life with a silver spoon in his mouth.
The kind of Ro that others struggle for a lifeti and still can’t reach, he was born with it.
Life was just unfair.
“Mr.
Aria, would you like to take a break?
This mountain road is difficult to travel, and it rained a few days ago.
I’m afraid your valuable leather shoes may get dirty.”
Gerard Parker stared at the shiny leather shoes on the man’s foot.
They looked really good, but they ought to be quite expensive.
The man surveyed the hilly landscape and shook his head, “I’m not tired.
I must arrive before noon.
Don’t worry, Gerard.
I will compensate you.”
The man’s voice was so pleasant that it was simply a pleasure to listen to it.
He was so polite and eloquent that even if he didn’t offer any money, Gerard would be willing to lead the way for him.
As the two people continued to walk up the mountain, Gerard Parker tentatively asked, “Does Mr.
Aria know soone from this Little Terrace Village?”
The man, who was not very talkative, nodded in response, “I’m looking for a girl nad Claudia Lauwney.
She’s about fifteen this year.”
Gerard Parker slapped his thigh, “So, Mr.
Aria is looking for Claudia!
Why didn’t you say so earlier?
Let tell you, everyone within miles knows this outstanding girl.
It’s difficult for children in these mountains to go to school.
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