frightfiction Chapter 1282 You Don't Deserve to Be My Friend
Chapter 1282 You Don't Deserve to Be My Friend
Princess Sofia is dressed to the nines today. Her clothes were specially commissioned by Da Bao and made by a private custom-made designer. The clothes worn by Zuo Wenbin, Athena, and others are also haute couture and look incredibly luxurious.
Princess Sofia wore a ruby necklace, a gift from Nikki, the central gemstone alone being priceless.
Upon seeing the attire of Princess Sofia and Zuo Wenbin, the Duke of Orléans couldn't help but change his expression again. As a nobleman who had spent his life dealing with luxury goods, he naturally had an eye for them and knew that his sister's outfit alone cost at least 100,000 francs, not even counting the ruby necklace known as the Heart of Flame.
The Duke of Orléans, with a forced smile, opened his arms to greet him.
"My sister, you're finally back."
Sofia hugged him; that's what you call aristocratic manners—even if you're about to turn against someone, you still have to follow the proper etiquette.
The doors of the cars behind them opened one after another. Da Bao helped Zuo Mingyue out of the car, followed by Nuan Nuan. Uncle Qing, with Little Tiger and White Wolf, also caught up from behind and stood beside the young master.
Following them were Arthur, Susanna, and Arthur's eight subordinates. This was the standard protocol for nobles traveling together. So, although Da Bao was very rich, relatively speaking, he was just a nouveau riche.
Princess Sofia, accompanied by Athena, and Edward, greeted their two uncles, brothers, and sisters one by one.
The Duke of Orleans arrogantly walked up to Zuo Mingyue and looked at him, saying something.
"You're Aymu? Damn it, how could you get pregnant without your family's permission?"
Before he could finish speaking, Da Bao slapped him, sending him flying two meters away. The Duke of Orléans was furious and was about to call for his guards to deal with Da Bao when Desley grabbed him, for Desley had already seen the murderous intent in Da Bao's eyes.
He inwardly groaned, sensing that his father was happily heading down the path to his death.
Da Bao held up a finger and waved it in front of Dai Sili. Dai Sili's mouth tasted extremely bitter; he knew this was Da Bao's warning, because Ayimu was Da Bao's Achilles' heel.
Sofia turned around and yelled at Orleans.
"what are you doing?"
With a wave of his hand, Orleans surrounded Da Bao and Zuo Mingyue with seven or eight guards. Orleans said triumphantly.
“As your daughter, Aymu is a member of the family and should contribute to the family. Therefore, I plan to marry her to the second young master of the Bilt family to achieve a family-style marriage.”
"Sophia, don't worry, the second young master of the Bilt family only has polio in one leg. I don't think he'll mind that Aymu is pregnant."
Sofia said coldly.
"Orleans, do you really think I, Sophia, am easy to bully? If you hadn't told my father that you wanted to marry me off to Peter of the Wilke family, I wouldn't have traveled all the way to China."
"When I returned to France, you threatened me with my husband's life to force me to give up my inheritance rights. Now you've set your sights on my daughter. It seems we're destined to fight to the death."
Sofia's last words were spoken through gritted teeth. Orleans felt a chill run down his spine, a coldness rising to the back of his head. He couldn't help but take a step back, look back at his two younger brothers, and then shake his head.
His younger brother was named Gate. Gate had been bullied by Orleans since he was a child, so he was very afraid of him. When Orleans gestured for him to speak, he had no choice but to speak.
“Sister, as a member of the Orleans family, whether you are a daughter or not, you should contribute to the prosperity of the family, just like Gary and I, including my two sisters, who are all married into the family. This is the rule, and you know that.”
I think my brother is right. The Bilt people are the richest now. If your daughter marries their son, the dowry will definitely be substantial. I think sacrificing a daughter for the prosperity of the family is well worth it.”
Sofia was furious and pointed at Gates, yelling at him.
"Shut up, you lackey! You've listened to Orleans since you were a kid, and you're still listening now. When will you ever develop your own thoughts?"
Gates shrugged and spread his hands.
"Why should I have my own thoughts? I think this is great. With my older brother taking care of us, we can enjoy life to the fullest."
Orleans laughed heartily.
"That's settled then, butler. Contact the Bilt family immediately and choose an auspicious day for the engagement."
Sofia was trembling with anger. This was the ladylike image she had always maintained, but how could a lady possibly fight against a rogue?
Da Bao frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.
"What? This is settled? You're going to use my wife for a political marriage? Shouldn't you ask me first?"
"Orléans said viciously."
“Easterner, in our family, the head of the family has always made the decisions. I said it's settled, and it's settled. What, do you have a problem with that?”
He waved his hand.
"Arrest Aymu and this man. This marriage must be arranged, whether they want to or not."
Several guards grinned and approached Da Bao and Zuo Mingyue. Da Bao whistled impatiently.
With a howl, the white wolf pounced like lightning. The little tiger was only a step too slow, because Uncle Qing was about to take Nuannuan off his back.
How could the guards possibly defeat the white wolf? In just one exchange, two of them had their throats bitten off by the white wolf. Sophia screamed and quickly blindfolded Athena.
The guards screamed in agony. Their punches and kicks were like tickling the white wolf and the little tiger. In the blink of an eye, the guards had all had their throats bitten off and were lying on the ground convulsing. Unfortunately, they wouldn't die anytime soon.
Everyone present was stunned. The Duke of Orléans screamed and stepped back. The little tiger howled, leaped over their heads, and pounced on him, knocking him to the ground.
The Duke of Orléans dared not move again, for the little tiger's bloody maw was right in front of him, its eyes gleaming with ferocity as it stared at him.
After dealing with the guards, the white wolf rushed over, howling softly at Orleans from time to time. Orleans felt his legs tremble and a chill run down his groin; he had spectacularly wet his pants.
Desley walked helplessly to Da Bao, placed one hand on his chest, and bowed deeply.
"I'm sorry, Charlotte. Could you...?"
Da Bao sneered and slapped him across the face, completely stunning Daisy.
"You're going to plead for him? He's already trying to sell my wife! Do you think I'll let him get away with this?"
Desri looked ashamed and could only kneel down on one knee.
“Charlotte, he is, after all, my father…”
Da Bao glanced at him disdainfully. "This kind of person is soft-hearted and soft-hearted; he's not worth using," Da Bao said coldly.
"Give me back what I gave you, and get lost. You don't deserve to be my friend."