Chapter 130 Father and Son
Jilan was depressed and his eyes were indifferent.
He followed Lord Ramon to the study on the second floor.
As soon as you enter, you will see a huge wooden desk in the center of the room. On the table are a dial telephone, a desk lamp, an ashtray, a pen holder, an ink bottle and a stack of documents.
The cabinet walls in front and behind the table are filled with various books.
The study room is very tidy and gives people a sense of orderliness.
On the wall on the right side of the entrance, there is a deer head decoration. On the left side of the deer's head is an ancient kite-shaped shield, holding an unsheathed long sword pointing straight down.
On the right side of the deer's head is a sky blue silk tuxedo.
Only the left shoulder collar of this tuxedo was cut with a long gash, and the surrounding area was covered with blood that had dried and turned black.
“Have a seat.”
Ramon pointed to the sofa next to the coffee table by the window.
Jilan remained silent, walked over and sat down.
The Lord took out a cigar box from the desk drawer, took out a cigar and handed it over. Gillan shook his head indifferently.
Seeing this, Ramon cut the cigar in his hand with cigar cutters, lit it, and sat across from Gillan while smoking.
"The dress on the wall is mine."
Lord Ramon noticed Gilan's gaze just now, puffed out smoke, and explained.
Then he unbuttoned two buttons on his chest and pulled off one side of his collar, revealing a long, hideous scar on the left side of his neck.
“I was once assassinated, but fortunately I survived...I kept that piece of clothing as a souvenir and hung it on the wall. I always warned myself not to take it lightly.”
“Child, don’t It seems that Muse City is the most prosperous capital of the empire, but there is a turbulent undercurrent in the upper class here, and the people who are glamorous on the surface may have bad water brewing in their bellies."
The Lord straightened his clothes and shook his head. .
"Although the Farhan family is a noble family, now, including me, no one holds a high position in the center of the empire's power, leaving only a noble title. This is not a good sign for the future of the family."
"Your arrival gives me hope."
Ramon took a puff of his cigar and smiled.
"Jilan, my son, you have refreshed my understanding of you time and time again, which really surprises me... I can actually guess that the reason why you are able to be as capable as you are is probably because of "Real Film", but I won't interfere."
"As long as you are willing to admit that you are a member of my Fahan family."
Gillan took a deep breath.
After a few seconds of silence, he spoke:
"About my wanted order in Brak City...thank you."
"Although our father and son have never met, After all, blood is thicker than water, and I will not just watch my son be taken to the police station again and suffer inhumane torture."
Lord Ramon shook his head.
Ji Lan was startled.
“You knew?”
“I found out later.”
Ramon sighed.
"The Empire's 'Purification Department' is a special department, secretly run by Propaganda Minister Stavin Lotito. The 'Prohibition Order', 'Art Order' and 'blasphemy order' all come from his hands."
"As for the mysterious 'real film', the purification department has actually been conducting secret research, and I also know a thing or two about the 'Death Row Project'."
"I just didn't expect that you would also be arrested by them. , thrown into this cruel plan..."
Lord Ramon showed a cold expression.
"Fortunately, you survived, and you have gained a lot of skills as a blessing in disguise."
Jilan exhaled a filthy breath.
Shen Mo turned to look out the window. It was raining heavily at night.
A long while.
"I can admit my identity...but I will not change my surname, nor will I move into the manor."
He said lightly.
Lord Ramon frowned.
"You really don't think about it anymore? Life in the manor is much better than outside. There are people to serve, and there are..."
"No." Gilan shook his head. "I like my mother's surname, Ilos, and I prefer the free life outside." Lord Ramon smoked his cigar dully.
The atmosphere was dead silent for a moment.
"Alas." He sighed heavily. "Forget it, as long as you are willing to admit that you are a member of the Farhan family."
After saying that, Lord Ramon hesitated for a while, then recalled with a face:
"Gilan, let me be blunt with you. I once loved your mother Amanda deeply, and I also know that I owe you a great debt to your mother and son. From now on, I will treat you equally and regard you as my most beloved son... Even if you are not the legitimate son and cannot inherit the Fahan family, I will never treat you badly."
"You want to go to the Ludao court. College' going to school?"
Lord asked.
“There is the Northern Muse, and even the best aristocratic academy in the entire empire. You can receive the best traditional education in the empire, and you can also get to know the children of various families.”
Gillan shook his head and refused.
Ramon pondered for a while and then said:
"Then I will arrange a job for you, whether it is an official department or a major top company, you can choose...the position will not be It’s low and easy.”
Gilan shook his head again and refused.
Lord Ramon held his cigar and held his forehead.
The illegitimate child neither wanted to go to school nor go to work, which gave him a headache.
"In this case, you can temporarily live in a rental apartment outside for a while, go out with Prince and Nancy, and get familiar with the environment."
Think about it , Ramon had to choose a compromise suggestion.
“I will ask Charles to give you an allowance of 80 Caesars every month. If you have any other needs, you can tell him directly and he will tell me... As long as it is not too much, I will satisfy you."
Hearing this, Jilan looked away from the window and looked at the middle-aged man.
He finally nodded and said succinctly:
"Okay."
Seeing this, Lord Ramon finally smiled.
The two chatted for a while, and then ended the conversation "happily".
Ramon led his son out of the study and downstairs.
The dinner party has already ended hastily, and Mrs. Xenia is taking her children to drink tea and chat in the living room. Miss Sparrow sat alone, clasping her hands and lowering her head, feeling as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
Seeing Gilan and Ramon coming downstairs, everyone turned to look.
Miss Sparrow couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up as if saved, apologized to the people at the same table, and walked quickly towards Gilan with her skirt in hand.
"Mr. Gillan." She lowered her head and said.
Jilan noticed her discomfort and said softly:
"Let's go."
"Yes."
Ramon sent his son to the door of the villa and turned to call the old housekeeper.
"I'll let Charles drive you back."
He said, and whispered:
"In a few days, I will ask Prince and the others to take you out for fun. The Silver Lizard Club's 'Monthly Salon' is coming soon, and there will also be a corresponding fighting competition. Many young people from the upper class are gathered together. You can take advantage of this opportunity. Get to know some people...and get close to your brothers and sisters."
"Yes, I understand."
Jilan nodded.
Lord Ramon said no more and watched Old Charles lead the two of them away.
After a while.
Black retro car driving on the road.
Back seat.
Jilan sighed and said to Miss Sparrow:
"Sorry, I shouldn't have brought you here."
Miss Sparrow shook her head.
"No need to apologize, Mr. Gillan...it's my own fault."
(End of Chapter)