Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 3: Welcome

It was already dark when Evan came to Woodwich Cottage. Many people came to Woodwich Cottage, including the town sheriff and doctor. As soon as Evan entered, he was welcomed in all directions. .

The town's sheriff, William Chandler, is a very tough middle-aged man. When he saw Evan walk in, he patted him on the shoulder vigorously and said, "Pastor Bruce, you are welcome here. Go to Delan Lier, if anyone finds trouble in the future, just come and find me."

Evan liked the straightforward character of Sheriff Chandler very much, and nodded with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, I believe Delan Lier is a peaceful place."

"Not necessarily, Reverend Bruce." Dr. Mark Hester interjected: "Even in a place like Derain Riel, there are dissonant voices."

Mark Hester is a peaceful middle-aged man and the most prestigious doctor in town. Since his father's generation, the Hester family has settled in Delan Lier, and Mark · Hester is the most outstanding one in the entire Hester family. He graduated from the medical school of a public university and is now a respected doctor.

But it's interesting that this Dr. Hester is not interested in practicing medicine, but in unsolved murders.

It's just that it's not the doctor's special hobby that makes Evan care about, but his identity, the father of the book's heroine, Arya Hester.

"Oh?" Evan raised the corner of his mouth: "Does Dr. Hester have a different opinion?"

Dr. Hester was about to answer with a look of interest, but Sheriff Chandler stopped Dr. Hester: "Doctor, you are overly concerned. There is no such thing."

After speaking, he smiled at Evan with a little embarrassment: "Our good doctor just likes to think wildly."

Evan raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and smiled. He didn't say much, but Dr. Hester opened his mouth to justify his name, but in the end he didn't say anything. A glass of champagne left.

While chatting with Sheriff Chandler, Evan walked into the living room, and at a glance he saw Mrs. Lawrence, who was standing by the fireplace in a slightly gorgeous gold dress, chatting with a young lady , The lady looked 20 years old and looked very beautiful, with long brown curly hair gently **** by a green hair band, dark green eyes, slender and delicate features, in Evan's opinion, this woman Madam, she is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen since he came to Delane.

Mrs. Lawrence saw Evan come in, and immediately came over: "Pastor Bruce, you are welcome." She had an obvious smirk on her face, because too much puff made her face pale.

"It's an honor to see you at your dinner." Evan nodded gently.

At this time, Mr. Lawrence also stepped forward, put one hand on Mrs. Lawrence's waist, raised a glass of wine at Evan with a smile, and said warmly: "Pastor Bruce."

"Good evening, Mr. Lawrence." Seeing Mr. Lawrence's obvious rejection, Evan frowned slightly.

Because of the host's welcome, Evan instantly became the center of the dinner. All kinds of people came up to greet him. This is a closed town. Everyone is very curious about a stranger. There are still some self-proclaimed identities, but now with the help of alcohol, they have opened up.

Evan was dizzying to deal with all the powerful people in the whole town, from the local old-fashioned gentlemen to the emerging lawyers and doctors, but the Duke did not appear until halfway through the banquet.

Evan's expression gradually cooled down. He stood alone in the corner, trying to avoid the crowd. At this moment, the beautiful lady who had spoken to Mrs. Lawrence walked up to Evan and said warmly. : "Hello Pastor Bruce."

Evan was a little surprised, but still nodded politely: "Hello." An educated unmarried lady would not take the initiative to chat with a gentleman. This lady's approach is really unexpected.

"I'm Arya Hester, I just saw that you've met my father." Arya smiled softly.

Evan's expression tightened, Arya Hester, the heroine of this book, the hopeless white lotus, always acted unexpectedly, but fascinated the Duke, and was also his greatest enemy.

"Hello, Miss Hester." Evan still smiled restrainedly.

Alia's expression became a little cramped: "Pastor Bruce...I...can I..."

Evan looked at her with a gentle face, looking at her with his most attractive gesture, his handsome features almost sparkling in the ambiguous light.

"Miss Hester, God will hear all your petitions, and in my presence, you need not scruple."

Evan still wears his priest's clothes, and his appearance is too deceptive, so when he says it, it's very convincing.

"Pastor Bruce, it's not that I don't want to talk, it's just that some things are too hard to talk about. You should have met Mrs. Lawrence. I have a marriage contract with his son John, but... But the Lawrence family's The character is too unacceptable, I want to beg you, can you talk to my father, I... can't accept...really..." Arya looked at Evan very painfully, like A lamb waiting for redemption.

Evan couldn't help feeling a little ridiculous in his heart. It was really in line with the heroine's character to ask for help from a complete stranger, but he still said solemnly: "Miss Hester, this matter is a matter for your respect. I am a servant of the Lord and have no right to inquire about matters with the Lawrence family, but I assure you that if the opportunity arises, I will certainly speak to Mr. Hester."

Alia bit her lip in pain, but finally held back the tears in her eyes and whispered, "Thank you, Pastor Bruce, thank you."

Evan watched Alia walk away, and the original look in his eyes sank. There is a fiancé, but everyone who opposes the male protagonist will have no good end, and this fiancé is also confused by cannon fodder.

Evan took the sherry in his hand and drank it. I don't know when it started. Everyone agreed that a priest's favorite wine should be sherry. Sherry wine was stuffed into his hands, and he didn't have time to refuse.

Evan doesn't drink much, and he drank so much sherry tonight that he's feeling dizzy now.

At this moment, there was a happy communication from the door: "Master, Madam, Master John is back, and the Duke is also here."

Mrs. Lawrence almost jumped up from the sofa, and Mr. Lawrence's face flashed with joy. He said loudly: "Guests, please stay where you are." After speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the door with Mrs. Lawrence. .

Evan stood in the shadow of a pillar, and the dim light pulled his shadow slender. He looked straight at the direction of the door with a look of interest.

A few minutes later, someone walked in through the gate, and the Lawrences were leading the way. The two of them were now almost beaming, leading the way like the most humble servants.

Duke Wilson followed behind them. He was only twenty-six or seven years old. He was slender and slender. His short black hair was elegant and soft, his features were handsome and delicate, and his light brown eyes were deep and cold. Wearing a four-piece haute couture dark-pattern suit and a heavy black cashmere coat.

He walked slowly from the courtyard, but he seemed to be standing on the cloud, and everyone had to look up.

All the gentlemen and ladies present bowed and saluted, and Evan was no exception, but his eyes kept staring at the duke, like a hound staring at his prey.

The Duke did not notice Evan's gaze, he raised his hand gracefully, avoiding people's etiquette, and said warmly: "Gentlemen and ladies, don't disturb your Yaxing because of my arrival, please continue Enjoy."

His words seemed to be a spell, breaking the solemn atmosphere. The living room, which was originally quiet like a tomb, suddenly became excited. Many people walked up to chat with the Duke and kissed his fingers.

And this duke is like a truly benevolent nobleman, patiently chatting with people around him without a trace of impatience.

If Evan hadn't seen his cold eyes, maybe Evan was also deceived by his appearance. It seems that this duke is not only a powerful person, but also a deep-hearted person. Everyone present was deceived by him.

While Evan was observing, suddenly the Duke spoke again: "I heard that this banquet is to welcome the new priest, so where is this venerable Messenger of the Lord?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Evan. Evan felt uncomfortable for a moment, but the next moment he immediately put on a gentle smile, walked slowly to the Duke, and nodded slightly: " Your Excellency."

Duke Wilson looked down at Evan, as if he was a little surprised at his age, but he immediately stopped his expression and said with a smile: "Welcome to Delanlier, I hope you can be here. Get real peace."

Evan looked at his handsome face and slender and tall figure, and suddenly felt that his decision was really correct. Such a stunner should not be involved with others, he should belong to himself.

"It is my honor to serve God here." Evan's expression was humble and sincere.

Duke Wilson nodded with satisfaction, and without further ado, turned to talking about their youngest son, John, with Mrs. Lawrence next to him.

John is a young man in his twenties who looks like his mother in three parts, with high cheekbones and thin lips, looking cold and mean. He has just graduated from Cambridge University. Shi Zheng stood beside Duke Wilson with a complacent look on his face, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

Evan stood aside and felt a little funny. I wonder if this young man would be able to laugh if he knew his future ending.