The ‘hatred guy’ is named Britz, the second son of a certain merchant family.

This time, he was ordered to go to South Indonesia to manage a plantation. It sounds a bit like being distributed.

For this reason, his mood is not so good.

Later, I met Aaron, Kane and others at the poker table, and some small conflicts broke out because he lost the bet and refused to pay, and showed jealousy towards Aaron...

Any small circle has a leader, and Bot, Paul and others assume that Aaron is the leader because he lives in the first class.

Well, the superior reason is so unpretentious.

Britz looks handsome. He also went to a junior college. He feels that he has not met his talents. He is even more jealous that Aaron is handsome and richer than him at a young age...and he has got a lot of inheritance.

When he also heard about Miss Helen Candi, he immediately came up with a plan in his heart.

Yes, he wanted to seduce this eldest lady. It would be even more wonderful if he could confuse the other party to elope with a dowry.

In that chaotic place in Southern Indonesia, you can avoid follow-up investigations by just hiding, and 10,000 pounds is enough to buy many plantations and live the life of a rich man.

Unfortunately, he forgot one thing.

Although Miss Helen Candi has a poor reputation, likes excitement, and adventurous...but beside her, there are two old-fashioned mothers and a group of servants specially selected by the earl.

It is said that they have always wanted Miss Helen Candi to stay in their suite until the end of the voyage, and even care about where they put their hands while sleeping at night!

This time too, Miss Helen Candi lost her temper and got the chance to come to the bar, but the two mothers followed each other like bodyguards, staring vigilantly at every young man approaching, making Brie Ci was very helpless.

At this time, he saw a few annoying people leaning over, smiling stiffly on his face.

"Mr. Britz..."

Facing potential competitors, Bot smiled brighter and brighter: "The last time you played cards, you lost us 1 pound and 3 shillings... when will it be returned?"

"What is 1 pound and 3 shillings?"

Britz shook his head and denied that he was only a manor deacon after all, not the owner of the manor. As a manager, this was already a lot of money.

What's more, in front of Helen who wants to seduce, how can he behave like a gentleman and behave badly?

Regardless of gambling or debts, it is impossible for him to admit it.

After responding indifferently, he turned to look at Helen, with a hospitable smile on his face:

"Beautiful Miss Helen, I recommend the Mojito cocktail for the wine here. It has a refreshing taste and is suitable for a lady like you."

Before the words were over, a mother next to her said with a cold face: "No, we don't need...Miss, as a lady to be married, you need to stay away from such a place."

"I've had enough... Obviously those young men and women still have depraved banquets and revelries before marriage."

Helen pursed her lips, looked around, and fell on Aaron involuntarily.

I have to say that Aaron's handsome appearance completely satisfies all the girl's yearning and expectations for her fiance.

Unfortunately, he is not...

Helen thought regretfully, sitting on the edge of the bar: "Bring me a bottle of fiery wine!"

She grabbed the little handles of the two mothers and lost her temper again. She finally got this opportunity. At this time, she wanted to play with excitement.

‘Uh...it’s no wonder so many elders are easily seduced by poor boys to elope...’

Aaron suddenly felt that if he used the name of ‘painting’ to strike up a conversation, there was a great chance of success.

‘Sure enough... to be handsome is to enjoy food...’

Seeing that Britz was sitting on the bar again, he couldn’t stand it anymore. Dr. Paul and Lawyer Kane couldn’t stand it anymore. Although Dr. Paul screamed loudest, he knew himself and lowered his voice: "Aren’t we just looking at Britz’s Rogue go to harass Miss Wanpound? Jack... come on, I would rather see flowers match the green leaves than see it be contaminated by a pile of shit!"

"Well, the Earl Greenson said a lot of classic quotations, but unfortunately only a little spread." The lawyer Kane next to him nodded in agreement.

"I don't have much interest in that lady, but I don't like people who owe me an account!"

Aaron shrugged, suddenly sat next to Britz, snapped his fingers: "Here is a glass of lemonade."

"Shit...I mean, this suits you well," Britz said maliciously.

After all, drinking lemonade in a bar is pretty sissy.

"How about we make a bet."

The corner of Aaron's mouth was curved, and he was looking for someone to try the fate correction of the "law of accident".

"What bet? I'm not interested..."

Britz is very vigilant and authentic.

"I bet I can let the lady take the initiative to pour me wine. If it succeeds, you will give me 100 pounds. If it fails, I will pay you 100 pounds. How about?"

Aaron raised her chin slightly, and pointed to Miss Helen who was licking the wine glass with her tongue out like a kitten, breathing from time to time.

"Deal!" Britz rolled his eyes and replied in a low voice.

"Then I declare that the contract is established!" Aaron kept smiling, declared in a solemn voice, and at the same time notarized the contract with the'law of accident'~lightnovelpub.net~ A successful smile appeared on Britz's face, righteousness He came to the side of Miss Helen bluntly and said loudly: "Miss Helen, this man has acted very innocently. He even bet me with your behavior and asked you to pour him wine. This is too much. Despicable!"

Helen really stared at Aaron angrily, and the smile on Britz's face next to him became more and more complacent, compared to a 100-pound mouth.

"This beautiful lady, I'm sorry to attract your attention in this way... I just want to know you, my dear Jack Koseni!"

Aaron smiled brightly.

Although he is angry, he is really handsome!

Helen's expression softened unconsciously, stood up, held the skirt corners and made a lady's salute: "I'm Helen! Helen Candi! Nice to meet you."

"For what happened before, I'm sorry."

Aaron blinked, and suddenly, in the horrified eyes of the two mothers, he stuck to Helen's side, whispered in her ear, and quickly left, keeping a smile on his face: "Then... you can pour me a glass." Wine?"

"Of course!"

A smile appeared on Helen's face, and he picked up the bottle and filled Aaron's glass with a lot of fiery wine.

"I won. According to the contract, you should pay 100 pounds!"

Aaron looked at Britz.

"Extraordinary!" Britz looked at Helen, with expressions of shock, disappointment, confusion, and despair on his face. He finally tore off his disguise and compared his middle finger: "Go to hell!"

Obviously, he decided to break the appointment and gave up the plan of ‘hunting’ Helen, and he didn’t need to maintain his demeanor anymore.

Aaron shrugged and watched Britz leave calmly: ‘Very well...he chose to refuse...what will happen next? ’