Love Lightning Old Virgin
The Chapter XXIX

There was an amused voice speaking beside Miss Dior. “But, I hope he will say it, and you can see he is not at all calm,”, said Mr. Constantine. The man nodded to Curtis, who was obviously very hateful, and greeted him, which only exacerbated the nobility's annoyance. “How are you?” tanyakanya.

“People say you're the one who bought that dubious Brueghel painting at Christies last month, but I don't think it's true.”

“I did buy it, and I don't consider it dubious!” great Lord Curtis replied, his face was almost purple in his attempt to stifle resentment. “I heard you liked it, Constantine!”

“No, no! Not if I get a chance to check it out closer!” sahut Lord Constantine is calming. “I'm not the bidder that made you bid so high in price in fact, I wasn't at auction.”

Observing, with satisfaction, the impact this remark had on the enraged master of art, Mr. Constantine added, in a way that worsened the mood, saying, “I guess I wasn't told who your competitors didn't succeed at: fools who are easy to fool, for sure.”

“Do you mean to say I am also someone who is easily fooled?” charge Lord Curtis fiercely.

Master Constantine raised his black eyebrows with an exaggerated look of surprise, and said in a confused tone, “Well, what did I say that you thought so? It is impossible to escape your attention, honorable Curtis, I carefully refrain from saying “other fools who are easy to fool'?”

“Before leaving, I'll tell you, Constantine, I found your humor unpleasant!”

“Of course!” sahut Mr. Constantine. “You got my permission to tell me whatever you want! How unfair I would be to refuse to give you permission to do so when I never thought I would have to ask your permission to say I thought you were so boring, which for many years I have been doing.”

“If you do not consider the environment around us,” said Big Lord Curtis, growling, “I will be very tempted to hit you, Mr!”

“Hopefully you have the determination to resist temptation,” said Mr Constantine, pretending to be sympathetic. “A very silly action, right?”

Because Curtis knew full well that Mr. Constantine was famous for his ability to deal a crushing blow to the boxing ring as well as his rudeness, this answer infuriated him so much that, with only a brief bow to Miss Dior, he gave the best of his ability, he turned and walked away, his forehead wrinkled and his lips tightly clenched.

“I can never understand,” said Mr Constantine, “why are so many people having trouble freeing themselves from arrogant boring people like that guy!”

“Maybe,” Miss Dior proposes, “because there are only a handful of people if there really is someone as rude as you!”

“Ah, surely that is the reason?” He's nodding.

“You should feel ashamed!” Miss Dior told him.

“No, no, how can you say that? You don't mean to say you don't want to be free of him, “kan?”

“Well, no,” Caroline admits. “I did want that, but that's because he made me so cocky. I'll do it myself if you don't interrupt us! And, I won't be rude!”

Miss Dior smiled, but said cheaply today, “Poor man! One can only pity him.”

“Dear sympathies, believe me! He wouldn't believe it, I'm sure, if it was told to him he was the target of mercy. In his own eyes, his social standing was so high that when people held back the drowsiness in the middle of one of his pretentious talks, he felt sorry for them, he felt sorry for them, for it was clear to him that they were people of low intelligence, very unworthy of his teaching.”

For vividly recalling some of the events when Miss Dior was almost provoked to shout so upset at the length of the explanation of Great Lord Curtis, who was always accompanied, he said, with such a generous but infuriating effort to decipher her stupidity or correct her faulty artistic judgment based on her high taste, Miss Dior could not help but laugh her small, little laugh, but he made up for it by saying even though the noble was a bit boring, he had many excellent traits.

“I wish he had it. Everyone has some good qualities. Well, I have one too! Not much, of course, just a little.”

Miss Dior thought it best to ignore this bait, and continued, as if she did not hear the interjection, to defend the character of Great Lord Curtis, “He is a very honorable man,”. “Always be nice, in the right way, and. He is also a loving older brother, and also a very important man!”

“I don't think you should have encouraged him to captivate your heart,” said Mr Constantine, shaking his head. “You will make that poor man ask you, and if you don't accept it, he may be so heartbroken that if he doesn't end his life, he will dissolve in grief for the rest of his life.”

The picture that emerged from this explanation shook Miss Dior's serious attitude. He laughed loudly, but telling the man once he was able to control his voice, was not good for Mr. Constantine toying with people of a social standing higher than him.

“If so, it is inappropriate for you to laugh at him!” he said with a spicy.

“I know it's inappropriate.” Miss Dior admitted. “I didn't laugh at him, but laughed at you for saying all kinds of absurd things about him. Well, if you want to talk to Cherry”

“I don't want to. Who is the youngster who is nearby?”

Miss Dior looked across the room, to where Cherry was in the middle of a group that was engrossed in conversation.

“Archard Blanchet, if you mean that handsome boy.”

Mr. Constantine lifted his glasses. “Oh, so that's Oliver's heir, huh? Not an ugly teenager, but his face was too childish. His legs also resemble pieces of cat's feet.” His glasses were directed at the group, and his face hardened. “See the girl made Damitri come after her,” she said rudely. “Let me tell you, Madam, I don't want you to allow such a relationship!”

Miss Dior was offended by her sudden tone of voice that impressed the autocracy, but responded with the sincerity that characterised her, “I certainly would not do that, Mr Constantine, be at ease! To be honest, I was annoyed that she had to come to see me last night, so I had to introduce her to Cherry because even though I thought she was a pleasant person, I was well aware of her charming behavior, she said, coupled with her clever talk and tendency to seduce almost all beautiful women, making her an unwanted friend to a girl who is still innocent.”

Mr Constantine let his glasses fall off, and turned his eyes to Miss Dior's face, “You noticed him, huh? I should have guessed it! Your business is none of my business, Miss Dior, but Cherry's business is my business, and I give you a warning I have no intention of letting that girl fall into the clutches of Damitri or any other crazy guy like her!”

Miss Dior replied, in a cold voice as opposed to the twinkle of anger in her eyes, “Please explain to me, Sir, in what circumstances does Mr Damitri's nature differ from your own?” nature

The little hope that he might nurture to make the man flustered was dashed away. The man just looked surprised, and exclaimed out of the blue, “For God's sake, you think I'd let that girl marry a guy like me? How stupid are the questions you ask me! Though, I'm starting to consider you a woman with high wisdom!”