Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Otti / Buy everything, but...
During dinner, Herman always felt someone's gaze on his face. He looked up, but the person looked away again.
After repeating this several times, Herman put down his knife and fork and stared at Audrey. "Ms. Norman, tell me, did you burn down the Blossoms' house, or did you push Lisa Blossom's head into the water tank? Otherwise, I can't think of anything else that would be difficult for you to talk about."
Greta said to him, "Oh, Hurley, you are always so mean."
Audrey chuckled, holding her knife and fork and looking at him expectantly. "I want to ask, can I still go to the charity sale tomorrow, Mr. White?"
"You have legs. If you don't think sitting on the bench today is cold enough, you can continue." Herman glanced at her. "I'm more looking forward to the next time you use this expression to talk because Blossom Manor burned down."
Audrey covered her mouth and giggled, then asked tentatively, "Can you go with me?"
There was a pause between the clash of knife and fork on the plate. Herman was silent for two seconds before asking, "Why? I'm very busy tomorrow."
Tomorrow he will sign an agreement with the city government, declaring Brusen's defeat.
Although he knew without a doubt that his fiancée must have suffered a lot today, he thought she would give up and then just now she said with a hesitant expression that she didn't want to go tomorrow and would stay at home and play with Pappy White.
The next day at dinner, he could announce to her that the title of Consul of the Charity Society had changed hands, with Isabel Norman replacing Lisa Blossom, and that the White family had defeated the self-righteous old money.
In this way, whether she burned down the Blossoms' house or pushed Lisa's head into the water tank, they were just harmless little troubles that he could handle anyway.
But... I didn't expect that she would invite me to go with her.
Audrey was thinking about Mrs. Moore's husband-training skills and felt that they could be used at this time.
She rolled her eyes, her blue eyes misty, and raised her head with a wronged expression: "Mr. White, I'm very pitiful today. If it weren't for the kind-hearted Mrs. Jeshia helping me out, my donation would be zero. If it's reported in the newspaper, it will bring shame to you and me."
"You know, the editors of the Ceylon Sun and the Northern Newspaper are always venomous. We will be dug up from every angle to find dirt on us. Even the embarrassing story of me as a child wearing a beard and playing a dwarf every day will spread throughout Ceylon. We are like the White couple tied to the pillar of shame and repeatedly whipped!"
"So?" Herman interrupted her performance with a calm look in his eyes.
"So, you come with me to the charity sale tomorrow. If they don't buy my stuff, you can just buy it!" Audrey calculated his wallet as if it were a matter of course. "Then we can donate the money, we won't be at the bottom of the charity list, and the White family's reputation will be preserved! What a perfect plan! Any kind-hearted person would agree, right?"
"Pfft!" This time it was Ms. Greta who laughed out loud.
Seeing the fiancée looking at her at the same time, Greta waved her hands, raised her plate to cover her face, and laughed so hard that her shoulders shook.
Audrey turned back to look at Herman, her eyes burning. "What do you think, Mr. White?"
She was full of confidence, and her words were flawless!
She's sweet-talking, caring about her family, and hiding her desire to spend his money!
After all! Audrey didn't care whether the items sold or not. She would just pay for them out of her own pocket. It was all charity anyway.
But when she came back and did the math, she realized that all the money she had spent was on buying materials for the handmade items. Even though the final model wasn't big, it still cost a lot to find a craftsman to make the accessories!
One hundred thousand yuan has been invested in Caroline. She doesn't want to touch her sister's money. Looking at her empty wallet, this amount is probably still at the bottom of the donation list.
Audrey was even more reluctant to spend money and still not be able to maintain her reputation!
Thinking of Mrs. Moore's words, Audrey prepared herself mentally for the whole night.
What's the difference between spending her own money and her fiancé's?! It's all his money! And she's not spending it on herself!
Please! Designer Miss Norman is working so hard for the White family's good name!
…Although it satisfies my desire for handicrafts and my good intention to do good deeds, it’s not important!
What's the difference between asking him for money when you're out of money and directly asking him to spend it?!
Yes! That’s right!
Audrey stared at Herman, with an aggrieved face again, and stretched out her voice: "Just come with me, okay? Otherwise I will be even more embarrassed tomorrow-" In the past, she begged her mother for pocket money, and this trick always worked!
Facing expectant eyes, Herman looked at Audrey.
The fiancée is a bit like a child being bullied by the neighbors, using sweet words to try to get adults to support her.
A smile flashed across his eyes, but quickly disappeared.
He uttered a syllable slowly: "Not good."
Audrey's face immediately fell and she just focused on eating!
"..." Herman: "I have something to do tomorrow morning."
"What about this afternoon?" Audrey's eyes lit up again.
Herman glanced at her. "I'll visit your stall this afternoon. At least don't let 'the stingy couple' become the headlines in the newspapers."
"Oh! That's great! Mr. White!" Audrey raised her wine glass happily. "Cheers to our good reputation!"
Red liquid rippled in the glass, and a silk-gloved left hand lifted the glass and clinked it with hers reluctantly.
Ms. Greta laughed and joined in: "Cheers to tomorrow!"
Herman scoffed, "Here's to saving Miss Norman's wallet."
Audrey took a sip of wine and buried her head in her food, pretending not to hear, but her ears turned red.
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With Herman's guarantee, Audrey's stall was deserted at the charity sale the next day, but she didn't blush or feel nervous, and looked confident.
In the small banquet hall, the stalls of the ladies from each family were full of dazzling goods. Some were managed by maids, while the masters invited them to visit other stalls.
Lisa Blossom attended the event in her finest attire, accompanied by Mrs. Beach.
"A young lady from a baron's family naturally has the courage to never give up." Mrs. Beach waved her lace-embroidered feather fan and chuckled in Lisa's ear. "Look, she's here with another pile of rags."
Lisa followed her gaze.
At a small stall in the corner, Audrey, wearing work gloves, carefully arranged the items and marked the prices: a small bridge for three Ceylon coins, a cashmere pillow made by Mrs. Cooper for six Ceylon coins...
For the wives of wealthy families, these small ornaments were very cheap, but they followed Lisa's instructions and did not dare to stop even if they were interested.
Audrey was not discouraged by this, but instead carefully introduced it to every guest who passed by.
Lisa observed for a long time before she smiled and walked over.
"Ms. Lisa, what would you like to see?" Audrey asked with a smile.
Lisa casually picked up the pillow and looked at it, then lifted her eyelids and chuckled: "Nothing, I just wanted to persuade Miss Norman to go home early and not tire herself out. In the end, she didn't earn a penny."
Audrey's smile remained unchanged: "Did you know I wouldn't be able to sell it?"
Lisa raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she noticed that the Baroness was particularly confident today.
"Then I'll wait and see."
She chuckled and left with Mrs. Beach, but her eyes still lingered on Audrey's stall.
Audrey glanced at the clock. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, almost the time Herman had agreed to come.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the stall.
"Hello, wrap this up for me."
Audrey turned around in surprise and met the cold face of the woman in black.
"Mrs. Jeshia?!"
Jeshia's arrival once again attracted a lot of attention, but she ignored them and just looked at the small bridge before throwing it into the woven basket. "It's a beautiful little thing. How much is it?"
"Three dollars, thank you for your patronage!" Audrey happily helped her pack and received her first order of the day.
Not far away, Lisa, who had just been slapped in the face after making some harsh remarks, looked extremely unhappy.
Mrs. Beech said contemptuously, "Why haven't I seen the Widow Hursland so fond of joining in the fun before?"
Lisa sneered: "Don't worry, she's just a Marquise with an empty title. Let's talk about it after Grandpa finishes cleaning up the White family."
Mrs. Beech's eyes flickered slightly. "Mr. Blossom, are you sure? I heard that upstart Elmi is not an easy character to deal with."
"Mrs. Beech." Lisa stared at her, emphasizing each word. "The Blossom family has been the leader of Kent County for a hundred years. If you don't trust them, you can leave now."
Once she leaves, the door of the circle will be completely closed to her.
Mrs. Beach's face froze: "No... Miss Lisa, I was just saying it casually."
The ladies around lowered their heads, some became more suspicious of Bruson, while others tried to smooth things over.
Lisa looked around, snorted coldly, and walked towards Audrey again.
As if to prove something to everyone, she no longer pretended to be kind, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her face. "Ms. Norman, I hope you understand that even if Mrs. Jeshia buys the entire stall, she can't really let you join us."
Audrey was confused and turned to look at her.
Lisa met Jeshia's cold gaze and looked at Audrey again: "The right to speak in this circle is always in my hands. If Miss Blossom doesn't agree, no one will dare to accept you. I promise."
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere suddenly froze.
Audrey didn't actually understand why Lisa suddenly had an outburst. She instinctively wanted to retort, but a voice spoke before her.
"It's always a laughingstock to boast too early. I thought Miss Blossom should understand that."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
The silver cane knocked on the ground, and a tall man slowly came over. His iconic silver hair already told everyone his identity.
The footsteps behind him were neat and powerful, and the assistant team led by Charles entered the small banquet hall together.
Lisa was stunned, but quickly reacted and sneered, "Mr. White? Why are you here? Don't tell me you're willing to give up the negotiation with the Brusen family just to stand up for your fiancée!"
Without waiting for his reply, Lisa's smile widened. "I see. You surrendered early. If that's the case, go ahead and buy Miss Norman's stall. This will be the first and last time the White family name appears on a charity donation list. After all, I'm willing to be tolerant of losers."
"It's well said, 'Give the losers a pat on the back.'"
Herman strolled over to his stunned fiancée and pulled out a check from his wallet. "I'll buy everything. Deal, ma'am?"
Audrey was slow to react. She took the check and looked at the string of zeros, her eyes widening.
"Why are there so many!" She lowered her voice. "The Charity Association will deduct the handling fee, and it will go into the Blossom family's pockets for nothing! Change it quickly!"
Herman held her hand and said, "From today on, the consul of the Charity Association has been replaced."
"What?!"
The ladies were in an uproar.
Lisa suddenly raised her eyes and sneered: "Mr. White, you can eat the cake as you please, but you can't say anything you want."
Herman turned back calmly and said, "Let me make this clear again. From today on, Richard Blossom is no longer the head of the Kent County Chamber of Commerce. You, Lisa Blossom, must leave this place."
In an instant, Lisa's face turned pale and she said sternly, "Impossible! You're lying to me! Grandpa can't fail!"
Mrs. Beach subconsciously wanted to support the staggering Lisa, but the next moment she caught a glimpse of Herman's cold eyes and retracted her outstretched hand.
Lisa went from suspicion to disbelief, and just as she was about to go hysterical, she saw behind Hermann... a dejected Richard Blossom.
The high-spirited old man seemed to have been drained of all his fighting spirit. His hair turned gray, his eyes were dim, and his gloomy expression seemed to be telling his granddaughter: We have lost.
The declining Brusen family was defeated by the rising sun.
At that moment, the ladies who confirmed the results changed their expressions drastically.
Servants came one after another to report the news quietly, all conveying the same message: the center of wealth in the Principality of Ceylon had changed.
Lisa lost all her strength and slid to the ground.
At the last moment, all she could see was a pair of receding figures.
The silver-haired gentleman walked forward arrogantly, but the lady whom he had ridiculed glanced back, with an ambiguous look in her aqua-blue eyes.
Is it a mockery? Of course it is.
Lisa thought to herself, she never really gave sympathy to losers.
This is the cruelty that any superior must possess.
Unfortunately, this time, it was Brusen who lost.
No, no!
She clenched her fingers.
They didn't lose completely!
She is the Countess of Brunswick!
Now it’s just that Richard Blossom has lost his position as the head of the family and has given way to the new family!
She still has a chance to make a comeback!
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