Chapter 52 Visitors

Dinner went into the night.

Several chefs were so exhausted that they were almost supported to stand.

Everyone had an expression of doubt about life on their faces.

Edible, as chefs they themselves have seen.

Lord Gerrard can eat very well, with three times the food intake of ordinary people.

That lady has the appetite of a general strong man, which is also admirable.

But compared to Jason.

The two are really nothing.

It's like a bottomless pit, nothing changes in the lower abdomen.

At the beginning, the chefs also pursued finesse, and the meat was roasted in pieces.

Later, it has become a roast of a whole sheep and a whole sheep.

But even so, the speed of roasting can't keep up with the speed of Jason's eating. Since he has the passive talent of strengthening teeth, the days of not having to spit out bones are really too good.

Crunchy.

Crispy meat.

Muscle and mouth.

The pith is tender.

Jason, who was a little carried away for a while, completely let go of himself.

It didn't stop until the stomach was full.

Facing the horror of the chefs.

Gerald's surprise.

Denise's envy.

Jason coughed lightly.

"Dinner, five minutes is enough."

Jason said humbly.

In fact, he was only half full.

Gerald is thinking,

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Whether the property he left to his cousin is not enough, according to Jason's appetite, if it is not properly managed, I am afraid that he will be poor within three years.

"I envy you who can eat and not get fat."

"Is there any secret?"

"Tell me, don't tell anyone else."

Denise whispered, and at the same time stretched out her oily claws to tug at Jason's sleeve, but was avoided by Jason with disgust.

"Go wipe your hands."

Jason said.

"it is good."

Denise agreed with her mouth, but smothered it with the grease on her fingers. Then, forgetting that she had to ask Jason's secret, she happily took out the snail in the cloth skirt and hopped towards the Go inside the house.

"I'm full~"

"Little snail~What do you want to eat~"

Seeing Denise's heartless figure, Gerald stood up with a smile.

It was late at night and he needed to return to 111 Durham Street.

Of course, not rest.

Some things still need to be dealt with by him.

Just before dawn, it was time for him to rest.

"See you on the beach at seven tomorrow morning."

"I will systematically teach you the Griffin style of swordsmanship, fighting and shooting."

Gerald said.

"Um."

Jason nodded, watching the back of Gerald leaving.

The surrounding attendants and servants saluted Jason and left one after another.

In an instant, the lively holiday cottage was quiet.

There's nothing Jason isn't used to.

He began to patrol around the holiday cabin, and although he was sure Gerald had arranged the most reliable guards, there were some habits that Jason couldn't change.

After patrolling for two laps and confirming that there was no problem, Jason was ready to return to the room and advance to the 'Nightman'.

At this time, he heard the sound of the soles of boots stepping on the gravel road.

Tapping.

The other party didn't hide his thoughts at all.

Came upright.

Barney Carat, the son of the Archduke 'Swallow Castle'.

The other party knocked on the trunk of the coconut tree next to the holiday hut, just like knocking on the door.

Bang Bang Bang!

The voice was dull, but enough to attract the attention of a normal hearing person, let alone Jason.

As early as the moment the footsteps came, Jason was watching the son of the archduke.

Looking at the other party who appeared, Jason was a little surprised.

But then he thought of the situation when he returned before, the other party appeared on the steps of 111 Durham Street.

"really!"

"It's not just a coincidence!"

Even with Gerald's explanation, Jason at this time raised his vigilance.

"Good evening, Your Excellency Jason."

The prince's son greeted him very politely.

There is a world of difference from the unrestrained feeling when we met before.

Jason nodded in response.

The eyes are looking at each other indifferently.

Such an attitude made the son of the Grand Duke give a wry smile.

"I'm sorry I left you with a bad impression before."

"That was to save my sister, my last resort."

"I'm sorry if it caused you any trouble."

With that said, the son of the grand duke bowed slightly.

Whether it's true or not, it's easy to make people feel good about it.

But Jason took a step to the side, avoiding the salute of the other party, and his eyes were more vigilant than before.

Because, he clearly remembers the old saying in his hometown, 'Nothing to do with hospitality. Either rape or steal'!

In fact, so too.

After seeing Jason's dodging, the smile on the face of the grand duke's son stagnated slightly, and then he gave a wry smile again.

Then, the son of the archduke decided not to go around in circles.

"My sister really likes Lord Gerald."

"So, I hope you can help me with a word."

"Without."

Jason flatly refused.

Although he didn't know what the words were, Jason thought that it was better for the other party to speak directly to Gerald.

Once he intervenes, it will definitely affect Gerrard's subjective judgment.

Jason absolutely didn't want to see such a thing happen.

But the son of the grand duke did not give up, and said in an almost pleading tone. .

"Just one sentence!"

"I will give you a considerable reward..."

"Without."

Jason refused again.

And, pointed out.

The meaning could not be more obvious.

However, contrary to Jason's expectations, the son of the grand duke who was rejected twice was not angry at all, nor was he desperate, but instead looked relieved.

call!

He let out a heavy breath, and a smile appeared on the face of the grand duke's son again.

"thanks."

He thanked Jason again.

Looking at Jason's puzzled eyes, the grand duke's son said softly:

"Carol, the only girl in our family, is my dearest sister."

"I don't want her to marry Lord Gerald."

"It's not that Lord Gerald isn't good enough, it's that Lord Gerald isn't suitable for marriage."

When he said these words again, the face of the grand duke's son was filled with tenderness, and his eyes were full of love.

Then, there is the grief.

The prince's son continued:

"Carol is too young, she doesn't know what kind of husband she should find is the most suitable."

"She worships the heroic Gerald, but she never knew that a hero is definitely not a suitable husband, let alone a good father to his children."

"So, I am against this marriage."

"But there are some things that I can't stop."

Speaking of which, Barney Carat hammered the coconut tree in various ways.

The whole coconut tree immediately swayed from side to side.

His voice rose a notch.

"Father's decision, I can't stop it."

"And in the face of Carroll's plea just now, I will not refuse."

"I will do my best to fulfill her request."

"Even if... I don't want to."

"fortunately!"

"Fortunately you refused!"

"So, I thank you!"

"As a thank you, I'll tell you a secret—"

A smile appeared on the face of the grand duke's son again. He looked at Jason and his voice stretched out unconsciously before saying:

"The 'child of the curse' statement...is true!"