Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

At the north gate of the Royal Palace in Kensington, St. Paul's Girls' High School, a brand new silver-gray Bentley car slowly stopped at the gate of the school. ,

Soon, a slender, sweet-looking blonde girl wearing a school uniform and exuding youthful vigor walked out of the school gate. When she saw the Bentley parked by the roadside, a smile appeared on her youthful face.

It was Lucy Baden-Powell. Looking at her slim and beautiful figure, love appeared in Robert John's eyes, and he couldn't help but recall her mother when she was young.

Like, really too much like.

Those two light red lips, those sky blue eyes, and the same wavy long hair.

Her tenderness and beauty made Robert John feel like he was back in his youth, possessing the most fervent love and inexhaustible strength.

ba ba ba——

He honked the horn to attract Lucy Baden-Powell's attention. When she came over and got into the car, Robert took out the gift he had prepared and showed a mysterious smile.

"guess, what is this?"

A small red box of three inches square, delicate and radiant.

Little stars flashed in Lucy Baden-Powell's eyes, and excitement was written all over her face.

"For me?"

"certainly."

"What is it?"

"You will know when you open it. I think you will like it."

Could it be!

Enduring the excitement, Lucy Baden-Powell opened the box.

A huge diamond exuded a brilliant luster under the sun. Lucy Baden-Powell was obsessed with that crystal luster, and immediately engulfed Robert John and gnawed wildly.

ring.

It was a diamond ring of at least ten carats.

At this time, Robert John sent the ring, which meant nothing could be clearer.

The excitement made Lucy Baden-Powell forget everything, she hugged Robert John's head tightly and kept kissing.

After a long time, there was a gap between the two, and Robert John's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Little baby. Will you marry me?"

Happiness came too suddenly.

Like a dream, Lucy Baden-Powell never imagined that Robert John would actually marry her.

It's incredible.

You know, with the wealth that the old radish has, he can marry a more beautiful girl.

"You really want to marry me?"

"Of course it is. You don't want to?"

"No, I would. I'm not dreaming."

"Oh. My darling, baby, touch it, it's all true."

hard!

It couldn't be truer than this.

But suddenly, Lucy Baden-Powell was a little embarrassed.

"My dad and mom won't bless us."

How can a marriage be without the blessing of the woman's parents? This is very unholy for Catholics.

Robert John deeply understood Lucy Baden-Powell's feelings, and he patted Lucy on the head like a loving father.

"Don't worry. I'll make them agree. Now, let's ask for their permission."

"But."

"There's nothing but, trust me."

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Lucy Baden-Powell hesitated to speak. Every time her mother saw Robert, she would yell and curse like crazy. Last time, she even took a knife and wanted to kill Robert.

She really didn't dare to think about how her mother would react if she knew she was going to marry Robert.

The past has become the past, why can't she bless me?

Lucy Baden-Powell just couldn't understand this.

In theory, it was her mother who betrayed and abandoned Robert first, but why, she acted like she had been greatly hurt.

Hum——

The accelerator roared under Robert John's feet, and the silver-gray Bentley seemed to draw an arc, gradually moving away from the gate of St. Paul's Girls' High School.

The performance of the Bentley is very good, and the roads in London are also very flat. It didn't take long for the car to reach a remote suburb without a sound.

The Baden-Powells soon appeared in front of them.

A two-story small villa, because of disrepair, looks a bit dilapidated, the elegance of the mottled walls and a car in the yard testify to the glory of this home.

Land Rover, you know, thirty years ago, it was worth 30,000 pounds.

But time is not forgiving after all, the once domineering Land Rover car now looks like a tattered, full of decadence.

Seeing things and remembering, seeing the car he bought for 30,000 pounds back then, the corners of Robert John's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

That day, he came back from Africa, thousands of miles away, with gifts, but saw the Land Rover parked in the yard like a swing, shaking so much that the whole body was about to collapse.

"Robert!"

Marriage is a lifelong event for a woman.

Only one step away from the door of marriage, Lucy Baden-Powell couldn't help becoming nervous. She couldn't imagine how her parents would react when they found out that she was going to marry Robert.

Regarding this, Robert John just smiled faintly, his eyes full of confidence and strength.

"My darling. Don't worry, I'm here for everything. Isn't it?"

Confidence is contagious.

Perhaps it was Robert's strength and confidence that made Lucy Baden-Powell find support. She nodded, grabbed Robert's arm and walked towards the house.

Unfortunately, no one was home.

Suzanne has a job as a tailor, and Lucy's father has a job as a handyman in a repair shop. They are always busy until noon before going home to cook. After all, with such a high unemployment rate, it is already very difficult to have a job. Not easy, and eating out is expensive.

Squeak!

Lucy Baden-Powell took out the key and opened the door, and walked into the room with a sigh of relief.

The living room is fairly spacious, with some obviously old furniture, a 17-inch black and white TV that should have been thrown into the trash, a leather black sofa, and a damp musty smell on the wooden floor , the environment is really a bit bad.

But luckily, it was clean.

Stepping on Cheng Liang's crocodile leather shoes, Robert John sat down on the sofa with big strides.

"Robert. How shall we explain it to them?"

"Little baby. Is it time to change your name?"

Lucy Baden-Powell still had a trace of shame on her young face, but in the end, she agreed to Robert's request.

"Honey. I'm a little worried."

"Oh. It's nothing to worry about. I'll take care of it. Come on, I'll tell you what to do in a whisper."

Attracted by Robert John's words, Lucy Baden-Powell couldn't help but tilt her head, but she didn't know she had been fooled until she got in front of Robert.

Too late.

Robert John was like the most experienced hunter, he pulled Lucy Baden-Powell's petite and youthful body into his arms, and before she could resist, he kissed her.

The midday sun was getting hotter and hotter. Baden-Powell dragged and sat on a dilapidated second-hand motorcycle, leaning against the intersection and smoking inferior cigarettes.

Although autumn is approaching, Baden-Powell is already covered in sweat and feels exhausted just after a morning's work. His oil-stained overalls are sticking to his body, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Now, he just wants to go home, take a shower and have a good rest. But he had been waiting for ten minutes, and Suzanne still hadn't come.

An inexplicable irritability welled up in my heart, perhaps because of being scolded by the leader in the morning, Baden-Powell suddenly wanted to get angry.

This damn day, when is the head.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in sight, and Baden-Powell knew who she was even if she couldn't see her face clearly.

"Damn it. Can you hurry up, I've been waiting for ten minutes."

"You still blame me. The wives of other people are housewives at home, and I have to go out to work. Are you still a man?"

After a while, Baden-Powell became angry.

He hated Suzanne's damn tone the most, as if everything was his fault.

Hell, if it wasn't for this nasty woman back then, how could he have been fired to where he is today.

trouble marker.

"Other people's wives are as beautiful as flowers and jade, please look at your bloated figure. If you don't work, I can guarantee that you will be as fat as a pig."

"asshole."

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Both of them were angrily cursing, but this kind of daily scolding was like drinking water, and even the number of hands-on actions was not once or twice.

So the two scolded and scolded, but they still started the motorcycle and drove towards home.

Despite all the unsatisfactory things in life, life has to go on, doesn't it?

It took half an hour, the motorcycle roared all the way around several bends, and arrived at my home in the suburbs. Before they entered the door, the silver-gray Bentley at the door was shining with dazzling light, which made the two of them unable to open their eyes.

As if the gasoline barrel was ignited instantly, Susanna jumped off the back seat of the motorcycle and rushed towards the house like crazy

"Damn bastard."

"Um"