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Chapter 37 - Chapter 37 The Viscountess

It must be said that Viscount Bute's residence is indeed decorated with many details.

The modern home furnishings and classical decorations on the first floor are well integrated, and on the second floor, there are more modern elements, but they do not appear abrupt.

When Barron was looking for the bathroom, the waiter led him to the second floor because the ones on the first floor were coincidentally occupied. This is when he had this feeling.

At the same time, he also discovered that there were quite a few landscape paintings hanging on the walls of the second floor. Most of the landscapes were from Wales, probably to commemorate the place where their family made their fortune.

The dance party downstairs was very lively, but upstairs it was much quieter.

Just as Barron was thinking about whether to go downstairs to say goodbye to Viscount Bute and leave, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because he faintly heard the sound of conversation in a certain room.

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't be able to hear it so clearly, but Barron discovered that when he came to this time and space, his five senses became more acute, such as his eyesight. In his previous life's memory, although he didn't wear glasses on a daily basis, he was a little nearsighted - Barron didn't feel this at all. On the contrary, his eyesight was better than most people. He could see small words dozens of meters away clearly, and could capture subtle changes in many people's expressions.

The same goes for hearing, which has both advantages and troubles. For example, he can occasionally hear some people's whispers; but when staying in a hotel, some sounds of learning knowledge will also enter his ears.

Just like now, after Barron stopped, he faintly heard a voice coming from a room next to him -

"Madam... I like it... It's so charming..."

Maybe because of the distance, what he could hear clearly was not coherent.

However, after hearing this, Barron prepared to leave, because he knew that it was not uncommon for some stories to happen among some socialites in such balls. Maybe there was a couple in this room who couldn't wait to find a room to study together.

As a duke, he certainly couldn't just stand there and eavesdrop on such things. It would be too embarrassing if he was discovered.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a crisp "pop" sound...

"Asshole, don't you know who you are?"

Huh? This woman's voice was extremely stern, and Barron also felt that it sounded somewhat familiar...

"I'm sorry ma'am, I..."

"roll!"

Hearing this, Barron realized that he should leave. He looked around and almost jogged in the direction he came from.

Fortunately, the corridors were covered with thick carpets, and as he deliberately walked lightly, there was almost no sound.

Just as he returned to the bathroom, he heard the door open behind him...

Pretending to have just come out of the bathroom, Barron saw a rather handsome young man passing by him.

"Hello, Your Highness."

When the other person saw him, he slightly turned his body and greeted him with a slightly unnatural expression.

Barron nodded and watched the other person leave.

Barron had seen this young man before. He was Viscount Bute's personal valet. Although he had tried to cover it up just now, Barron still saw a faint red mark on one side of his face.

Interesting...

Thinking of the slightly familiar woman's voice just now, Barron showed a meaningful smile on his face.

"Your Highness the Duke?"

"What a coincidence, ma'am, you are still so beautiful."

Sure enough, it was Viscount Bute's wife Chris. Barron had an expression of "surprise" on his face, and looked at the voluptuous and attractive lady in front of him calmly.

"I just came up to make a phone call. I saw that Your Highness the Duke is very popular with the ladies. I didn't expect to meet you here..."

"You know, ma'am, the restroom downstairs is a little crowded."

After hearing Barron's words, Chris's face showed a look of realization. As she walked down the stairs with Barron, she suddenly said,

"I heard that Bonnie and you are writing a novel, Your Highness. I didn't expect you to have such creative talent. I am really looking forward to it..."

"Oh, she didn't tell you the content, ma'am?"

Chris glanced at Barron and explained,

"This is when I went to see Bonnie - you know she's been very busy lately. I wanted to ask her out shopping but she didn't have time, so I went to her place and saw her writing. That's when I found out about this. She insisted on keeping the content confidential, which couldn't even satisfy my curiosity..."

This Viscountess is indeed a very smart person, and her words prevented Barron from misunderstanding Bonnie.

"It's not that serious, ma'am. It's just a hobby of mine. I've always had this idea, and I happened to meet Miss Bonnie, who is quite talented in writing, so we hit it off. As for this novel, to be honest, I'm not sure if everyone will like it."

"I know Bonnie has always had this hobby. I also read her novels before. The writing is very beautiful. I met some editors of novel columns of newspapers and magazines in the previous salon. If you need any help, I can help introduce them..."

"You really are an angel, ma'am. I might really trouble you when the time comes."

"It's my pleasure, Your Highness. Bonnie has my phone number. Oh, by the way, I don't have your phone number yet..."

At this moment, Barron and the Viscountess exchanged contact information.

At this time, the two had already arrived at the ballroom on the first floor. It was still bustling there. After looking around, Chris smiled elegantly and said to Barron:

"It seems that many ladies are looking for you, Your Highness, but before that, can you dance with me?"

"It's my pleasure, ma'am."

Unlike the ladies who had been Barron's dance partners before, including Ella, the Viscountess had a more mature and plump figure.

In fact, her waist does not appear thick. Although it is more fleshy, the more sizable upper body and hips can also outline an amazing curve around her waist.

Barron originally thought that as a noble lady, Chris should be more proficient in this kind of ballroom dance. However, after the two of them danced together, he found that many of her movements still felt a little awkward.

Especially because Barron and Ella, the slimmer ladies, had been skipped over and replaced by the curvier Viscountess, there was a lot more friction between the two during some movements due to their figures.

After discovering this situation, Barron did not try to dodge - after all, for Waltz, this level of contact was actually quite normal, but...

I don't know if it's because of these reasons, but the Viscountess's complexion has become a little more rosy than at the beginning.

Especially when she lost her balance once, Barron noticed it in time, put his arms around her waist, and held her back from falling...

At that time, when the Viscountess was stabilized by Barron's tall and strong body, she couldn't help but stick to him for a moment.

Under such circumstances, with the tenderness in his arms, Barron's young and hormone-filled body inevitably "wandered".

It was obvious that the Viscountess was also aware of this, as her more meaningful eyes and rosy face showed it.

Finally, the song ended for the two of them. Perhaps it was because the waltz was too intense, but the Viscountess's breathing became a little more rapid than at the beginning.

"I am very happy to be able to come to this grand ball tonight, madam. I am afraid I will have to go and apologize to His Excellency the Viscount next."

"Why, are you leaving, Your Highness?"

"Yes, there is something important that needs to be dealt with, so..."

"That's a shame, it was nice to see you today."

Seeing that the Viscountess seemed to really want to keep him, Barron said softly,

"After Miss Bonnie has written something substantial in a couple of days, I may need to make an appointment with you, Madam, to discuss publishing it in newspapers and magazines."

"That's no problem. I'll contact those editors I'm familiar with in advance."

"Then... I look forward to meeting you next time, ma'am."