Chapter 817

"Mr. Witt, in fact, I came to disturb this time because of my engagement with Miss Charlotte Witt... Sorry, I know it's impolite for the Witt family, but I heard..."

At the bottom of his heart, Marlowe tried to speak more sincerely.

"Well, I heard that Marca McLean came today and... Did something embarrassing to you?"

Although Marca on one side was attracted a lot of attention by the delicious food on the table, she couldn't help shaking her head when she heard Mallory ask.

Today, the Witt family must be embarrassed, but he was not the only one who caused that embarrassment.

Moreover, it was like "he was slightly overcast by Haier Bo" that made him feel a little confused.

As for Marlowe's mention of his engagement with Charlotte

"The Augustine family... Is this going to officially unite with the Witt family against me?" Marca looked back and forth on Mallory's face, and her heart was secretly worried.

Of course, Mallory can't be aware of Maka's existence, let alone his words and deeds into the eyes of Maka, an "imaginary enemy".

Compared with Maka's noncommittal thinking, the eyes of Victor's hometown are obviously sharp.

He tapped the table with his knuckles and said solemnly:

"Child, are you worried that our Witt family will compromise because of McLean's barbarism and finally give up asking Hogwarts for Charlotte?"

"Oh, no -" said Marlowe hurriedly, "how could it! I just want to make sure whether my fiancee can still marry to our Augustine family as promised... In fact, if necessary, I..."

Halfway through his speech, he seemed to hesitate, and subconsciously turned his head slightly to one side. Old Victor looked like he might have thought Mallory was weighing his words, but Marka noticed some swaying in his eyes.

"Well..." continued Marlowe, "I mean, Miss Charlotte Witt is my fiancee after all... If possible, our Augustine family is willing to take action to 'recapture her'."

His words were quite straightforward, and just because of his little action, Maka guessed a little more about Milian in the crowd.

"That's what the woman asked him to say?" Marca's eyes glanced at the wall not far away, and there was not much expression on her face.

As a matter of fact, millian really didn't say anything about it.

But Mallory was not a fool. Although he was a little uncomfortable, he soon understood what to do.

For example, when he thought that he would have to take the whole family into his own hands, he soon understood that he needed to have enough "opinions" first.

If you still follow the elders' wishes in everything as before, even if you become the head of the house, I'm afraid you will only become a puppet with empty blood and surname.

Therefore, he took the initiative to propose that his family should take action, which is actually only the first decision to break away from the "family arrangement".

"Oh?"

For Marlowe's words, a trace of surprise flashed in old Witt's eyes.

He hasn't never seen the heir of the Augustine family before! But like today, he has never seen such a Mallory who dares to make decisions for the family without the presence of family elders.

"It would be great if the Augustine family were willing to fight. But... Mallory, I don't know if what you said also represents the will of your whole Augustine family?"

This is the first time that old Victor called Marlowe by name tonight, instead of continuing to call him "child".

It can be seen that as long as Mallory can make a positive response next, he will officially hook up with the Augustine family in old Witt's heart.

But to be honest, although Mallory looked very normal on the surface, he was quite shaken in his heart. This vacillation forced him to glance at Miriam again.

"Of course," said Mallory Lang, "I am the only heir of the Augustine family. What I say naturally represents the whole Augustine family."

When saying this "big talk", Marlowe's heart was hanging. He didn't know why he was so bold. He said a decision completely opposite to the family meeting directly in front of the old owners of the Witt family.

But now, we can only count on millian to keep his word and help him deal with his elders together.

"... especially Herbert!"

For Marlowe, the housekeeper uncle, who is always unhappy with him, will always be a natural moat that must be crossed.

"Well, in that case, we can talk about this in detail after dinner." the old owner immediately smiled and nodded, "well, let's have dinner first! After talking, they should cool down..."

If he had to say, old Witt only believed most of what Marlowe said. But no matter whether Mallory's decision is true or not, what the Vette family has to do now will not change.

From the moment halber stood behind him, his Witt family had not had much choice.

"This dragon meat pie tastes good. It's the practice in Romania. Come on, Mallory, you can try it too..."

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After that, the dinner was quite enjoyable. Of course, a guy like Maka who can only watch around doesn't feel so beautiful.

After dinner, Marlowe and old Victor really talked about "how to recapture Charlotte". And in a conversation that was not coincidental, he slowly turned the discussion to "how to deal with McLean".

Maka, the client, sat on the edge of the table, turned her eyes while listening, and occasionally poured a mouthful of Xianyin medicine into her mouth.

After pondering some words of the old Victor's family, Maka immediately came to a conclusion that halbo wanted to hold himself by the hand of the victor family.

"Two possibilities -" he silently broke his fingers and counted, "first, helbo is preparing for devil summoning; second, helbo hasn't got the summoning part of abatair at all."

Whatever the possibility, it means that Haier needs time.

"His time is my time."

Marca was thinking, but she saw that the conversation over there was finally over. At the politeness of the old Victor's home owner, Mallory also declined, because he saw millian signaling that he should go.

Seeing this, Marca temporarily put down the matter of helbo, and his eyes also fell on millian not far away.

"Let's start here first! If we don't understand the real intention of Eun Ravenclaw, if we are cheated at the critical time, the consequences will be unimaginable."

He didn't hesitate too much. When Mallory took Milian out, he followed him quietly.

All the way through the main hall and vestibule of the Witt family, without many lights in the residence, the surrounding environment suddenly seemed much darker.

The man and woman were still cautious. They didn't speak on the way from Witt's house. After they turned a few streets and entered the alley, Mallory couldn't help opening his mouth.

"Miss Miriam, when I get back to my family... What should I do?"

There is no doubt that this is what he cares about most now. Seriously, if he takes it off now, he'll have a lot of fun!

"Oh! I must be crazy tonight!"

But millian, who quietly followed him, smiled and shook her head.

"No, you're not crazy..." she reached out and pressed Mallory's shoulders, stared into his eyes and said seriously, "not only that, you've done well! At least better than I expected... If you can still keep your calm and obedience to Lord Witt in the future, everything will be no problem!"

"But," Ma slightly took a deep breath and held it for a long time before he said helplessly, "you may not know, I was just holding on..."

Millian looked at him as if he lacked confidence and immediately reached out and patted him on the arm.

"Maybe you're not satisfied, but I hope you can understand that the so-called 'strong support' like this is not something that ordinary people can do! I say, you have to have some confidence in yourself!"

Ma slightly heard the speech and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

"The dinner just now let me know what I need to be the head of a family... And I'm afraid it's just a scratch."

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed:

"Can I really hold the whole Augustine family in my hand?"

"... I see."

A voice suddenly sounded in the deserted dark lane, startling Marlowe and millian.

"Who!"

The well-trained millian reacted quickly. In between, she immediately took out her wand and released a silent spell in the direction of the sound without hesitation.

Then the figure of the man hiding near her showed up - although it was not in the position she judged.

"Hello," said Marca, looking around at them, expressionless. "Can I say... 'we meet again'?"

"Marca McLean!"

Miriam frowned at the sight of him.

"Didn't the boss agree with you before he left? We work here and don't interfere with each other -"

"Hum," Maka interrupted with a slight smile, "your boss said, but I didn't promise... Besides, it's not impossible for you to ask me not to interfere, but did you do it yourself?"