After agreeing with Bonnie on a time to go to Chatsworth House together, Barron hung up the phone and the image of her seductive long legs that day emerged in his mind.Uh, why do I suddenly have such a strong desire to learn?
But come to think of it, since I came to this world, I only had that one time with Aurora...
This makes sense considering that I am only 22 years old and have an overabundance of hormones in my young body.
Aurora?
As soon as this name appeared, Bonnie's seductive long legs were quickly replaced by the passion of her ex-girlfriend...
After all, it's a long night…
So Barron picked up his phone and found Aurora's number.
It wasn't until the fourth tone that Barron thought the other party wasn't even going to answer his call that Aurora's voice came from the receiver:
"Barron? Is that you?"
"Yes, it's me, beautiful Aurora. Are you home?"
"yes..."
After Aurora responded, she suddenly turned defensive and asked,
"Why are you asking this, Barron?"
"Nothing, it's just that if you were at home, then we would be very close now. Although no matter what, the distance between the hearts can transcend the barriers of space, but thinking that you are not far away from me and talking to you like this, I seem to feel that you are right next to me..."
"Just tell me what you want to say, Barron. By the way, congratulations on being crowned by the Queen herself..."
"You really do care about me, Aurora."
"This is just my concern as a friend. Well, even if it's just ordinary friends who can have such a thing, I would also congratulate you. Barron, you know I once wanted to open my heart to you, but you hurt me that day. Yes, I was hurt, so if you have nothing else, then I'm going to bed..."
"Wait a minute, like you said, we are at least still friends, right? And we had such a good time. In fact, thinking about everything that happened that night, I really want to see you again, tonight..."
When Barron talked about what happened that night, Aurora's voice became hurried over the phone...
But his next words were immediately interrupted by the other party:
"F**K! Barron, if you have not lost your memory, you should remember that I said I would never see you again."
"I think it was just angry talk, dear."
"Not really, at least not until I completely treat you as a damn stranger. It's impossible! Barron, but I'm afraid that when that day really comes, there will be no need for us to meet!"
"Well, Aurora, I thought we could at least be good friends..."
Hearing that the other party's words were still resolute, but there was a hint of relaxation in his tone, Barron managed his emotions a little, then sighed and said:
"Let's not talk about that night. Actually, I prepared a bottle of good red wine today. You know, I've been having a hard time recently. In addition to facing the endless sadness that always attacks me suddenly, I also have to bear heavy responsibilities. Aurora, the night I was with you was the most relaxing and happiest moment I've had in a while..."
"Barron, you know I can't see you. I can't do anything wrong again..."
"Aurora, should I just drink this bottle of wine as a friend, or should I drink it alone? I'm afraid it will be a night overwhelmed by negative emotions such as sadness and grief. It's too depressing..."
…
The total bank loan principal borne by the Duke of Devonshire's family is currently approximately 25 million pounds, of which 15 million pounds are short-term loans that will mature before the end of this year.
The loan closest to maturity is a £2 million loan from Barclays Bank, which will mature in early August, just a month and a half away.
At the same time, Barclays Bank was the bank that lent the most to the Duke of Devonshire's family. More than half of their bank loans came from Barclays Bank, and they also mortgaged most of their assets, including Chatsworth House, to the other party.
There were three remaining banks on the table in front of Barron, and the lowest one had loaned the Devonshire family £2 million.
After making two phone calls to Yulia, Barron basically figured out the loan situation the family was currently carrying.
Next, in the afternoon, he will discuss this matter with representatives of these banks.
Stretching, Barron put down the information that Yulia gave him yesterday and walked out of the study.
"Your Excellency the Duke, the breakfast we prepared earlier has gone cold. Should we replace it?"
Ramos, the personal butler who was waiting in the living room, saw Barron, walked up to him and asked softly.
"Please prepare another one."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Seeing Ramos going over to clean the table, Barron walked up to the second floor.
Just as he opened the bedroom door, a pillow flew towards him and was quickly caught by Barron...
"F**K, Barron, you bastard!"
Huh? This line sounds so familiar...
"It looks like you're awake, dear Aurora, and you seem to be in good spirits. You can wash up and go downstairs for dinner."
Seeing Aurora kneeling on the bed in the bedroom, staring at him angrily, Barron said slowly:
"And you have to admit that last night was wonderful, wasn't it? You didn't have the same expression as you do now. You..."
"Stop talking, Barron. I shouldn't have believed your lies. Get out! I need to put on my clothes!"
Barron's eyes swept over Aurora's graceful body, raised his eyebrows, smiled and said,
"Well, dear, if you can calm down and come downstairs for breakfast..."
…
"Greetings, gentlemen. Even though you already know my identity, I still need to introduce myself for the sake of courtesy since this is our first meeting. I am Barron Cavendish, the current Duke of Devonshire and the owner of the family trust fund."
In the study, there were four sofas opposite Barron. The four men in suits were representatives from the four banks that had provided loans to the family at that time.
"Originally I should have visited each of you one by one, but due to time constraints, I can only trouble you all to come here together to have a frank discussion about the loans that are about to expire."
At this moment, Barron found it very interesting that the four gentlemen opposite him all looked at him in unison, and in their eyes... there was a hint of worry to varying degrees.
It seems that I have already prepared myself. Will the young Duke in front of me say something like "We can't pay back the loan" next...
"Okay, everyone can relax. Don't be so serious. In fact, your loan will not be in any danger..."
Hearing Barron's words, one of the men, who looked a bit like Prince William in his thirties except for his facial features, couldn't help but say:
"If it is true as you said, that our loans are not in danger and can be repaid on time, Your Highness, then why summon us all here when they are due?"