I Am a Nobleman in England

"I'll go find a jewel box."

After the housekeeper Paul finished speaking, he quickly turned around and left the smoking room, and also brought Emilia who was feeling emotional back to reality.

"Do you like it? I gave it to you!"

Arthur looked at Emilia gently stroking the gold cobra ring with his fingers, with a look of fondness, and smiled generously.

"Huh? No, it's too expensive, I can't..."

Hearing that Arthur wanted to give it to herself, Emilia was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly shook her head and refused.

"Okay, don't refuse, you can't find them without you, and this is the first gift I give you, besides, I give you hundreds of millions every time, don't you accept it?"

Emilia was a little confused by the hundreds of millions of figures in Arthur's words, but when she saw Arthur's playful smirk, she immediately thought of something, her pretty face turned red, and her eyes flustered He glanced at the door, worried about being overheard, then beat him up in anger, and scolded in a low voice in embarrassment.

"You're such a bastard, slut, no wonder you write that kind of novel, it's really full of..."

"What's on your mind?"

Seeing Emilia's blushing pretty face and stuck words, Arthur asked in a timely and considerate manner.

"Go away, ignore you!"

Naturally, Emilia would not be fooled, and beat Arthur's arm in shame, and ran out of the smoking room with a blushing face. Hearing Arthur's triumphant laughter behind him, Emilia was really ashamed and embarrassed. Annoyed, some pictures came to mind uncontrollably, thinking of the scene where he was completely dominated, his feet couldn't help but feel a little soft.

Instead of chasing Long Ma who was leaving in embarrassment, Arthur slowly restrained the smile on his face, picked up the exquisite gold carved tobacco leaf box, and squinted his eyes slightly, exuding a bright light.

"I will find it, I will!"

Da da da--

At this time, Paul, the housekeeper who was carrying a small wooden box, came in, walked up to Arthur, opened the small wooden box, revealing partitions of different sizes inside, and put pieces of gold products inside .

There were only 12 pieces, but the butler Paul didn't ask where the other one went, and Arthur didn't explain it. When the butler Paul saw the cobra's gold ring on Emilia's finger, he was relieved and said to Emily A doubly kind.

However, since finding the hidden treasure in Egypt, there has been one more person looking for treasure with a metal detector in Boleyn Manor, even more obsessed with treasure hunting games than Arthur.

"Boom——"

"Come in!"

The door of the study room was pushed open, and the housekeeper Paul walked in with a smile on his face. He was still wearing a starched snow-white shirt, a black or white vest, a black bow tie, a black tuxedo, crisp black trousers, shiny black leather shoes, and a spotless Messy hair and straight standing posture have never changed for decades.

"Emilia hasn't come back yet?" Arthur stopped typing on the keyboard, clicked the mouse to save the file, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, Lord, after drinking morning tea, Miss Amelia took Bert and the others for a ride, but she also brought a metal detector." Paul the housekeeper replied with a smile.

"Hehe, just like a child." Arthur shook his head and laughed.

"Miss Emilia is a very polite lady. She is lively and cheerful. Although she is a bit careless, she has subtleties, and her cute and pure temperament is impressive." Paul, the housekeeper, commented with a smile. Ya's impression is very good. Although he was born in the middle class, as long as the earl likes it, his background is not a problem.

"Hehe." Arthur glanced at Paul, chuckled and shook his head, he didn't say much, he was only 21 years old, so young, how could he be trapped and died in a tree so early.

"Lord, Mr Smith Jama,

Already in Hampshire, on the way to the estate, about 20 minutes away. The butler, Paul, noticed the earl's avoidance, and changed the subject with great interest.

"Oh? I can't wait, hehe." Arthur raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly teasingly.

"He has to meet a noble person, and you are giving roses, with a lingering fragrance in your hands." The housekeeper Paul praised with a warm smile on his face.

"Haha...Paul, don't worry, everything will have to wait until you meet him and see if he has real material. I will not hand over funds to a useless loser. What I want is to help others I want to get something back for fun. It's not just doing charity, I'm not that noble." Arthur laughed happily and said very frankly.

The housekeeper Paul was not surprised or surprised by Arthur's frank words. There is no love and hate for no reason in this world. rich.

For Smith Jama, who is getting closer and closer to his destination, the past 24 hours have been full of anxiety, nervousness, hope, and excitement. He has experienced ups and downs, and in the past period, some regrets , some are sorrow, some are sorrow, and some are repentance.

Sometimes I wish I could start over. Depressed mentality, afraid to face reality all day long. With a pessimistic attitude, I feel that I have lost everything all the time. With an inferiority complex, I no longer have confidence and self-confidence.

There is a saying that goes well, jump high and fall hard. This is actually true!

Everywhere I go, there is a feeling of being short by three points. He has become a particularly sensitive, vulnerable person, with no ambitions.

He really dare not face reality. In the past, the phone usually rang endlessly, but now the phone is also silent. Every day is wandering, sleeping. Sometimes I fantasize about the opportunity to come back again. In short, the mentality collapsed, the loss was extreme, and the pain was too painful. Anyway, it really takes courage to get out of the atmosphere of ups and downs.

Of course, Smith knew what it meant to sell a kidney, and of course he would be very scared, but when he was desperate and pessimistic, and his mentality collapsed, the only way he could think of to change his status quo was the only way he felt he had nowhere to go.

Fortunately, everything changed after a phone call from afar. He met a noble person, a real noble person, like the sunshine piercing through the dark clouds, dispelled the cloud of death that shrouded him, let him see hope again, let him He realizes that he is still a useful person.

This meeting is not only an opportunity, but also a journey to find courage for him to get out of the predicament.

Driving in the countryside of Hampshire, the scenery along the way made Smith, who usually lives in a brightly lit metropolis and lives a life of feasting and debauchery, miraculously obtain peace of mind and body.

When the car drove into the Boleyn Manor, what you saw was a large area of ​​pastoral scenery, an ancient and exquisite towering castle, vibrant green plants and flowers, a clear and quiet river, and leisurely wild ducks. . . . . . The combination of these pictures could not help but give him the illusion of falling into the world of fairy tales.

Stopping the car in front of the towering main entrance of the castle, Smith saw two people standing on the steps of the main entrance. Paul, who was dressed in a neat butler costume, was very recognizable, and the other tall, young man with a faint smile, just It should be that he is going to see the Earl.

Pull on the handbrake, unbuckle the seat belt, pick up the briefcase on the co-pilot, quickly open the door, get out of the car, walk forward nervously and excitedly, with a smile on his face, stretch out his hand, and introduce himself.

"Good morning, Honorable Earl Arthur, it's a great honor to meet you, I'm Jama Smith, thank you for giving me a chance..."