"snort!"

After looking at the car coming from behind, Alan didn't want to argue with Spencer anymore. He put his left hand in his pocket and walked slowly inside.

Seeing that Alan had calmed down, Spencer came to Alan and asked with concern: "When did you come back? I just found out a few days ago that something happened to Kano, hey..."

…

The news of the old earl's accident was only circulated among the upper class. Nobles like Spencer, who had not yet inherited the title, were not qualified to know about it, and he did not care much about such things. If he had not been going to attend the banquet a few days ago, he would have been kept in the dark.

"It was an accident...His Highness handled it personally. Don't ask any more questions."

Alan didn't want to talk about it any more, and it slowly passed.

Spencer thought that Alan had not yet gotten over his sadness, so he simply changed the subject and said, "Come to my place after tonight! I'll take you out for some fun... I'll introduce you to a few..."

He wanted to introduce some girls to him, but then he thought of Alan’s glorious past. Spencer looked at Alan awkwardly and gave him a look that said “you know what I mean.”

…

"Tsk... Do you think I am you? Trash... I have something important to do! I don't have time to go to your place."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you have a serious shit job!"

Others don't know Allen's background, but Spencer knows it very well. This guy used to be very dull and didn't like to talk much. He didn't participate in some activities organized by some close noble children. He was like a noble lady all day long, never leaving the house.

What kind of serious work can be done with this kind of stuff?

…

Allen paused, and before Spencer could react, he grabbed his neck and pushed him down, saying in a sinister voice, "I'm still dragging my feet on the inheritance tax issue. How about you go back and steal all your father's bank cards for me, lend me a few million pounds to support me, and let me pay the tax first?"

"???"

"Millions of pounds?! Even if you sell me out, I can't come up with that much money!"

"Alan... I suddenly remembered that my sister will call me for something soon. You go ahead and do it! We can talk later."

Spencer struggled hard, trying to pry open Allen's arms that were tightly around his neck.

"Hehe... didn't you want to play with me? Now you're here and you want to run away?"

“…”

Spencer bent over hard, imitating the oriental etiquette of holding fists, raised his hands and said, "I call you uncle, can I call you uncle?! Please let me go."

“Too late!”

Allen slightly relaxed his strength to make Spencer feel less bored, and continued to lead him forward, saying as he walked: "Since you have no money, then you can do the work and help me pay off the debt. After the matter is done, I can give you some..."

"oh?"

Spencer wanted to ask more, but Alan's arm suddenly loosened. When he looked up, he found that His Royal Highness Charles was watching them play from a distance, and his face seemed a little unhappy.

"Humph! This is not the place to talk. Come to Carmarthen to see me after Christmas. If you dare not come, you will be dead. Then... I will expose the fact that you stole my love letters and pretended to be my reply!"

“…”

"No! Uncle! You are my uncle! I was wrong! I will definitely go find you."

Seeing that Allen was threatening him with such privacy, Spencer was completely scared.

…

"you……"

Charles looked at Alan and his brother-in-law who walked up to him as if nothing had happened, and didn't know what to say. Although there were not many guests at the banquet today, how could it be appropriate for two grown men to fight and play in the hall?

“Your Highness…Spencer and I haven’t seen each other for several years. I was a little excited for a while. Do you think it’s Spencer?”

"Yes, yes, yes...Your Highness, you know that the relationship between Alan and I...is very good!"

"Um……"

Charles glanced at Alan and Spencer's faces and reluctantly agreed with this statement.

"Walk with me..."

Charles pointed to the side and led Alan towards the terrace.

…

Seeing Charles calling him, Allen pointed at Spencer before leaving and made a threatening mouth shape to him before turning around and jogging behind Charles.

…

"I've been busy lately, attending many events, and haven't been able to take care of you. What are you planning for the future?"

Charles took the cigar cut by the servant, asked a question, then tilted his head and began to light the cigar.

"???"

What should I do about my future? I can’t just eat and wait for death. I can only make money and save my life under the pressure of life!

Allen organized his words and said, "Your Highness... I am planning to rebuild my family business. Recently..."

“That’s enough!”

Before Alan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Charles.

"How about this... you go to Cambridge University to catch up on your studies first. After a few years, I will arrange for you to intern at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for two years. When I go on visits in the future, you can follow me."

“…”

Alan looked at Charles speechlessly.

He is almost dead from poverty, why should he study?

"Your Highness... I've been busy with business lately. Our family's inheritance tax..."

Charles narrowed his eyes and looked at Alan with a calm expression. How could he not understand this reason?

It’s not like inheritance tax can’t be delayed. The little nobles don’t dare to delay it, so why should you, the Hill family, dare to delay it?

What's more, it's not like he doesn't know some of the news that Allen has.

…

Being stared at by Charles all the time was not a pleasant feeling. Allen sniffed and whispered, "Your Highness... I don't want to go to school."

"I think you're obsessed with female stars? You don't want to go to school, so you become some crappy director? You play around during the day, and play with female stars at night? If this gets out, how will outsiders see you? Is this what you call busy business?"

“…”

Alan felt a little toothache. No one had treated him like this in years. It was like scolding a son and he was being scolded.

It wasn't my initiative, she came here on her own.

Using up his last bit of strength, Alan was ready to "struggle".

"Your Highness...it's like this..."

After embellishing his plan perfectly, Allen described it to Charles.

…

"Care about the mental health of middle-aged and elderly women in the country?" Charles looked at Allen with some suspicion.

This reason made him not know how to complain.

"So what was that thing you just asked Capel to give me?"

Charles remembered clearly that Capell had just given him a small gift from the Earl of Carmarthen.

A title deed.

It's a land deed in Gambia, Africa, and it seems to be a small ranch.

…

"Ahaha... Well, Your Highness, you like hunting, don't you? I happen to have some business dealings with the people there, so I set up a small hunting ground there and raised a few lions. When the spring comes next year, you can go there for vacation and hunting."

Allen’s network of relationships isn’t big yet, but it’s very strong!

His biggest backer at the moment is the British Crown Prince in front of him.

No other relationship can compare to the importance of this one.

According to Allen's idea, without further ado, he would first bribe Charles with a small hunting farm in Gambia, and then trick him into going there for hunting next spring, and then it would be easy for him to do the rest.

Who can't take advantage of the power of another?

By then, who among outsiders will know whether the British Crown Prince went to Gambia to hunt or to support Allen?

They didn't have the chance to ask Charles in person, so they just let Allen say whatever he wanted.

How dare those ignorant and unsophisticated officials in Gambia not believe it?