In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

"To be honest, this is a private family matter, and it's not something I can easily resolve."

“But you have a way, right?” Anno replied with a smile.

"Smart, you'll do this then..."

......

Anno arrived at Orvis's mansion with gifts.

He sat in the living room, calmly awaiting the arrival of Baron Orvis.

Baron Auvis's full name was Amedeo Bahargul Auvis, a tall and thin man with a perpetually gloomy face.

The decline of the old nobles had a great impact on the Orvis family; the Orvis family, which was once a count, now only had the title of baron.

Therefore, Ovis was determined to restore the glory of the nobility.

Selling one's daughter is, in fact, a convenient way to do so.

By marrying their daughters to high-ranking nobles, they could legitimately gain the support of those nobles.

He originally intended to marry Harley to Giulias, the younger brother of Lorenzo, the de facto ruler of Florence, but before he could introduce them, Harley ran away.

Orvis was furious and frantically restricted Harley's living space outside, thinking that Harley would come back one day when she was desperate.

But never expected.

Harley Quinn managed to get involved with the highly controversial young artist Lawrence Anno Falgao, successfully circumventing her own limitations, and now her dress business is thriving.

Orvis was thinking of just kidnapping Harley, but at that moment, an unexpected person showed up at the door.

He appeared in the living room with an angry and contemptuous look in his eyes.

Look into Anno's eyes.

Those eyes, filled with confidence and tranquility.

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Chapter 202 Accompanying You Through Life

"Greetings, Your Excellency Baron Orvis." Out of respect for the nobleman, Anno stood up and bowed.

Although Baron Orvis was displeased with Anno, he still forced a polite reply: "Hello, sir."

The two sat on the sofa.

Orvis's eyes were sharp: "What brings Mr. Lawrence here today? I don't recall placing any orders with you."

“I am certainly not here about the order, Your Excellency.” Anno placed his hands on his knees.

"I don't welcome idlers here," Baron Ovis grumbled unhappily.

“Ah, of course I’m not just anyone, Baron,” Anno said with a smile. “I’m here to invite you to a wedding.”

Orvis paused for a moment as he reached for the tea: "Hmm?"

Anno produced an invitation and continued, "Attend my wedding to Miss Harley, Miss Harley Bahargul Orvis."

"Nonsense!" Baron Ovis was already displeased, and now he simply abandoned all pretense of composure, standing up and shouting angrily.

"That's my daughter! Why should she marry you!" Baron Orvis was furious, his face turning red.

“Oh dear, oh dear, let’s put those things aside for now, Baron.” Anno coughed twice. “I’m here today to present you, who will soon become my father-in-law, with a little gift.”

"Huh?" Baron Orvis was interrupted while casting his spell and was a little confused. He subconsciously asked, "What gift?"

Anno pulled a painting from behind the sofa: "I've heard that you, Baron... are a steadfast and devout believer... so I brought this painting specifically for you."

Anno placed the painting in front of Orvis.

“The Winged Christ is the name of this painting,” Anno explained. “This painting was commissioned for you, Your Excellency, by me, my teacher Verrocchio, my senior Botticelli, and my junior Leonardo.”

Ovis's expression froze on his face, looking embarrassed and awkward.

Lorenzo told Anno that Orvis was an extremely devout Catholic, and that if Anno could give him a work of high quality, he would be completely captivated by it and soften his stance.

Anno had a smile on his lips.

"Ovis, what happened? Why are you shouting?" A woman's voice came from the stairs.

Orvis couldn't answer because his expression was contorted.

A mixture of emotions—gratitude, reverence, and anger—coexisted on his face, creating an incredibly strange expression.

"Ovis, answer me!" The female voice was a little annoyed at not getting a response.

“Ah, Dorigina, I see it, I see Jesus…” Orvis grabbed the frame and stared intently at Jesus in the painting.

Anno released the painting at the opportune moment and said with a sigh, "Jesus's posture is far more sacred than depicted in the painting, Baron Orvis. We can only offer a crude description of him."

Orvis ignored his daughter and carefully placed "The Winged Christ" aside. He turned and took Anno's hand, saying, "My soulmate, thank you for bringing me this painting."

Anno: ? ? ?

This? That's a really fast change!

A woman called Dorigina appeared in the hall: "Ovis!... Ah, so a guest has arrived."

Dorigina is the wife of Baron Orvis. She looks relatively young and has a sharp, noblewoman's air about her.

“Hello, Your Excellency Lady Dorigina. I am Lawrence Anno Falgao.” Anno bowed as usual.

“Ah, hello, Lawrence… wait, you’re Lawrence?” Dorigina caught the key point. “You’re the Lawrence who kidnapped my darling Harley.”

Anno swallowed hard as he looked at Lady Dorigina's bloodshot eyes.

He hurriedly pulled an envelope from his pocket: "Oh, madam, this is a letter from Harriet that I sent to you."

"Hmm? Harley's letter!"

Dorigina is a complete doting father, which is what Lorenzo told Anno. Dealing with a doting mother like that is even simpler for Anno.

And there's another very important point.

Baron Orvis was henpecked.

Once Lady Dorigina is appeased, Baron Orvis will have no choice but to obey, even if he is unhappy about it.

The letter Harley wrote to Mrs. Dorigina mainly described how she had been living away from home, her desire to meet her mother, explain Anno's situation, and that she had fallen in love with him and would marry no one else, etc.

Having appeased the couple, Anuo returned home looking completely bewildered.

Anno sighed as he sat in the carriage and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Even though I got things done, why do I feel so stupid...?

What exactly was the reason I was so alarmed before?

He wondered if he and Harley were being a little too paranoid...

Back at Lawrence Studios, Anno met Harley, who was sitting quietly in the office.

Harley, dressed casually, saw Anno return and quickly went to his side, grabbing his hand: "Lawrence, how did it go? What did Father and Mother say?"

Seeing Harley made Anno feel like all her bad moods were cured.

He didn't reply, but just hugged Harley and shook her.

Ahhh, it feels so good to hug you.

Calmness, wisdom, elegance, and artistry—feed them to the dogs!

All I need to do is hug Harley.

Harley patted Anno on the back and nuzzled him with her head: "So what exactly is Father and the others' attitude, Lawrence?"

“Baron Orvis and Lady Dorigina have basically agreed.” Anno released Harley’s petite body and looked at his lover with a smile. “Lady Dorigina wants to see you and talk to you about our relationship.”

"Yes, I will explain it to my mother."

"Harley?"

"Ok?"

"Where do you suggest we go for our honeymoon?"

"Hmm... I want to go to Milan and Vienna."

“I want to go back to Berlin, and also London.” Anno thought of the two months he had spent in London.

There, Anno met a wonderful man.

But none of that matters.

“I’ll talk to Father Anastasia and finalize our wedding plans.” Anno and Harley held hands. “We’ll make our own dresses and gowns.”

Harley's hands weren't delicate; they were covered in calluses. But Anno felt incredibly at ease.

“I will make sure you wear the most beautiful wedding dress, Harley.” Anno looked out the window at the trees.

"Mm," Harley replied simply.

The two looked out the window, their heads close together, their love simple and peaceful.

"We...we'll walk through life together, Lawrence. You...you must never be absent from my life." Harley cupped Anno's face, looking at this handsome man, her lover.

"...I promise, Harley."

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Chapter 203 The Wedding

Mrs. Dorigina went to Harley's tailor shop, and the mother and son chatted for an afternoon.

The next day, Baron Orvis, Lady Dorigina, Lady Anna, Anno, Harley, and Father Anasaro sat at a table.

The young man and woman spent an awkward time together.

Finally, the two of them held hands and sat on a bench in the park outside the church.

Their fingers are intertwined, firmly clasped together.

It's December 31st now, tomorrow is Anno's birthday, and their wedding is scheduled for January 12th.