son-in-law of blood

Chapter 170 The Viscountess' Note

"Snapped!"

After Hillen left the box, Varian finally couldn't suppress his emotions, uncontrollably grabbed the expensive and extremely rare bottle of red wine on the table, and slammed it to the ground.

The box was covered with thick carpets, but it couldn't stop Varian from throwing the bottle of red wine that he had kept for many years, splashing it and smashing it into pieces.

The anger in Varian's heart can be imagined:

"This kid is too deceitful, even [-]% of the profit is not willing to give in! It annoys me, I..."

"What can you do? Shake it all out?"

"Varian, calm down! Don't speak out if you are angry. Although I don't know why you refused to report this matter to Insreza, but since you have chosen not to fight with Hillen, you must stay calm!"

Viscount Nehemiah silently dodged the splashing wine and glass, and said calmly.

Then the topic changed, and there was a little inexplicable meaning in the tone:
"Look at this, there is really a magic stone mine buried in your Tiris collar. When you told me a few days ago, I couldn't believe it!"

The anger on Varian's face gradually faded when he heard the words, and his appearance was suddenly a little awkward, with a hint of apology and explanation in his expression:

"Hausen, I didn't mean to hide it from you. You have to understand me. I am in this position. I have a lot of difficulties not telling you about many things! Otherwise, relying on our relationship, such a freshman How could I not cooperate with you for a business?"

Viscount Nehemiah waved his hand: "I can understand, I just feel sorry for the existence of this magic stone mine, don't think too much about it."

Varian was slightly moved in his heart, and after a while he let out a long sigh:
"What should we do now? This Xillen doesn't want to make any money at all, and he refuses to give up [-]% of the profits. This..."

Viscount Nehemiah said with confidence:
"Don't worry, I'll talk to him again in a few days, and he will definitely agree. As for the profit... Varian, when you told me, you didn't mean that even if there is no profit, as long as you can get your people Wouldn't it be fine to be inserted into my miner team and sneak into the dark forest?"

Varian was a little embarrassed when he heard the words: "Isn't this just a casual talk at the beginning? Such a large magic stone mine, such a huge profit, must be you, brother, and you will not be tempted!"

Viscount Nehemiah nodded:

"That's right, how about it, you leave everything to me, and I will give you a satisfactory answer in three days!"

When Varian heard Viscount Nehemiah's assurance, the expression on his face softened a lot.

The two talked about some other things in the box, and then said goodbye to each other and left the box.

After Hellen returned to the banquet hall, he found that Viscountess Nehemiah was having an enthusiastic conversation with Hepburn, so he walked straight over.

The two people who were talking stopped talking when they noticed Hellen's arrival.

Before Hepburn could speak, Viscountess Nehemiah spoke first:
"Mr. Hearon is really lucky to be able to marry such a considerate wife as Sister Hepburn. You can't treat her badly in the future!"

Hellen was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect the Viscountess to get acquainted with Hepburn so quickly.

Not long after I left, I already started calling each other sister and sister.

Recalling Viscount Nehemiah's amiable appearance in the box just now, a little turbulence arose in his heart:

"It's a rather interesting couple!"

Immediately without thinking too much, he walked quickly to Hepburn and took her little hand, and smiled and responded to Viscountess Nehemiah:

"I will definitely follow Madam's teachings and protect this pearl bestowed upon me by the gods."

Viscountess Nehemiah covered her mouth and smiled, and said:
"Mr. Hearon's mouth can really speak. No wonder my sister fell in love with you so desperately. Well, let's not delay the exchange of feelings between you young couple, Sister Hepburn, let's talk next time?"

With a touching smile on her pretty face, Hepburn replied in response:

"Okay Viscountess, let's talk next time!"

After finishing speaking, Viscountess Nehemiah blinked at Hepburn, as if to remind her of something, and left Hellen and the two with a smile behind her.

After the silence, Hellen took Hepburn's hand and sat down:

"I see you had a good time talking with the Viscountess! How is it? Did she ask any special questions?"

Hepburn shook her head lightly, and replied: "I just asked about some basic family situations, and I fooled them all according to what we said before. What about you? What does this Viscount Nehemiah want from you?"

Helen pursed her lips slightly, and looked around the noisy banquet hall.

The melodious accompaniment and ambiguous lighting had already completely attracted the minds of these men and women who were full of wine and food, and no one noticed the two of them here.

Looking away, Hellen lowered his voice:

"It's still about the magic stone mine. This Viscount Nehemiah is actually the president of a large chamber of commerce in Dorin Province!"

Hepburn frowned slightly, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

Hellen chuckled and said, "It's not so much that Viscount Nehemiah invited me tonight, it's better to say that Varian invited me. When I first entered, Varian was inside!"

Hepburn's heart tightened when she heard the words, and she unconsciously increased her strength in holding Hellen's hand.

Helen smiled and rubbed the girl's hair:
"Don't worry, that Varian didn't dare to do anything to me, not to mention your master at the peak of the legendary rank standing behind us, he dared not do anything to me!"

When Hepburn heard this, the expression on her face eased a lot:
"They want to force you to hand over that magic stone mine?"

Helen smiled and nodded:

"That's right, you even pretended to mine with me, of course I refused. But it's a little strange, since this Varian has such a capable friend as Viscount Nehemiah, why didn't he cooperate with him in the first place? What about going to the capital of trade to find someone to cooperate with after all the hardships?"

Hepburn thought for a while and asked:

"Is there any conflict between them before?"

Helen shook her head:

"No, according to today's situation, the relationship between Varian and Viscount Nehemiah is quite good, and I can feel that Varian's attitude towards Nehemiah is very ambiguous, like Varian seems to be begging Nehemiah for something. Oh, by the way, I almost quarreled with Varian just now, but Viscount Nehemiah smoothed things over."

Hepburn thought for a while, and suddenly asked without thinking: "Is there nothing else? Did Viscount Nehemiah do anything strange?"

Helen frowned slightly, and replied:
"When you say that, there is one more point. After I rejected the two people's proposal to jointly mine this magic stone mine, Varian was of course very annoyed, but Nehemiah was not at all annoyed. No. He also invited me to continue talking with him in a few days, and he still looked confident, as if I would definitely agree to his suggestion when I talked to him in a few days."

After Hellen finished speaking, Hepburn gave him a deep look, and then took out a note from the former's slightly puzzled eyes:
"This is a note that the Viscountess Nehemiah handed me very secretly when talking with me just now, with a time and a string of addresses written on it!"

Helen was startled, and quickly took the note.

Hepburn spoke slowly: "At that time, I was still wondering why she would do this. Now that you said it, I realized that this should be the time and place when Viscount Nehemiah invited you to talk!"

Hellen looked deeply at the few words on the note, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought:
"At ten o'clock tomorrow night, Kensington City, No. 23 Champs-Elyres, Kenlin Hotel, Room 309. Top secret, absolutely!"

(End of this chapter)