Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 445

[Chapter 444]

night.

Tris lay on the floor, listening to her mother’s suppressed cough on the bed next to her, and slowly fell asleep.

Since her father went bankrupt and jumped off the building, she and her mother moved out of the big house in Green George and rented a single room in the slum.

At that time, my mother entered the factory and was fired not long after suffering from lung disease. From then on, she could only make a living by sticking matchboxes and starching laundry at home, and her income was quite unstable.

After Tris went out to ‘work’, the family situation was a little better, but not much.

She has always wanted to save some money to treat her mother, but unfortunately… Recently, a group of female workers have lost their jobs, and the income of street girls has continued to decline. She has to deal with the exploitation of the tax officials and the blackmail of the gangs in the empire. In fact, there is not much left.

For people in the ghetto, ‘savings’ is just a good-sounding word that equates to ‘dream’.

“I met a kind gentleman today. Although he looks a little ferocious, he is surprisingly kind-hearted…”

In a blur, Triss fell asleep.

fog……

gray fog…

She seemed to hear a whisper in her ear…

Triss felt that her thinking was a little stagnant, like a slightly intoxicated state after being drunk.

She raised her head and saw a tall figure shrouded in mist.

Countless mists surrounded him, circling and encircling the corners of the gray robe…

“A wish!”

The tall figure spoke slowly.

Countless echoes echoed in Triss’ mind: “One wish, one wish, one wish…”

‘This…is this a legendary…god? ‘

‘But he’s obviously not the sun god… I’m bound to be burned by the Inquisition? ‘

‘In folklore, people who make deals with unknown beings, make wishes to the fairies in the lake and the magic lamp will not end well, because they are the disguise of the devil…’

After all, Triss was educated when she was a child, and she thought of a lot in an instant.

But with the echo of ‘one wish’, she gritted her teeth and her expression gradually became firm: “I want my mother to recover!”

In a life of numbness and despair, a straw is worth grabbing.

Triss felt that as long as this wish could be realized, even if she paid a heavy price, it would be acceptable.

The tall figure didn’t answer, just turned into an endless gray fog and dissipated.

The feeling of falling came.

boom!

Tris’s limbs stiffened, and she woke up: “So…it’s a dream!”

She glanced at her mother lying on the bed, which seemed to be an illusion. She felt that her mother’s breathing became much smoother, and the murmur from the thick phlegm in her chest seemed to disappear.

the next day.

early morning.

“I’m going to see Mrs. Marilyn, maybe there’s a pile of laundry that needs to be starched…”

Mother Tris said as she stood up.

“Ok.”

Tris started to make breakfast, looked at her mother who had arranged the work table as a dining table, and suddenly noticed a difference: “Mom… your cough?”

Tracy’s mother was startled, with a relaxed expression on her face: “Yeah… I feel a lot better today, and I don’t want to cough anymore, Tracy, what’s wrong with you?”

She couldn’t help but be surprised when she saw the tears on her daughter’s face.

“It’s okay, I’m just so happy.”

Tris turned around, continued to cook the oatmeal bread, and said silently in her heart, “Thank you… the unknown existence… You have fulfilled my wish, and I am willing to bear it no matter what the cost.”

…

The Remingtons’ home.

Aaron got up and stretched: “The sun today is good.”

Triss’ mother’s condition was naturally cured by him.

It’s not for the sake of charging any price, just want to do it, and do it.

To have power in one’s body is to live as one wishes, to do evil if you want, and to be good if you want to be good. You don’t need any reason, you just do what you want.

‘And to this extent, it is enough…’

‘ If you suddenly give her a large sum of money, it will cause trouble. ‘

‘It’s not a good thing to be associated with Feifei. ‘

Aaron put on a black trench coat, put on his hat, and walked down the stairs.

“Mr. Parra, good morning, I made sandwiches and coffee for breakfast.” Mrs. Remington greeted warmly, “Do you want to join us?”

This is an invitation, not a paid kind.

“You are very kind.”

Aaron did not refuse. He came to the table and had breakfast with the Remington couple. By the way, he discussed the trend and trend of the coal stock with Mr. Remington, and received unexpected attention from the other party.

“Mr. Parra, you really admire your eyes. You must be a successful businessman.”

Mr. Remington exclaimed.

“Just a trivial opinion.” Aaron was very polite.

“Then… Did you come to Pulmouth mainly to expand your business?” Mr. Remington said enthusiastically: “I can introduce you to a few merchant clubs. They also have a certain demand for building materials.”

“Thank you, but this time I’m mainly looking for a way to enter the upper class.”

Aaron said calmly: “You know, in today’s empire, if you want to do big business, you can’t do it without those connections.”

“It’s very difficult, very difficult.” Mr. Remington wrinkled his forehead, with deep wrinkles: “I have seen many big businessmen, who have spent a lot of money, trying to squeeze into that circle, but they all failed, and quickly Bankruptcy … people in the upper circles are very xenophobic, without aristocratic or church background, it is difficult to gain their approval.”

Even in business, the relationship between the second son of the noble and the church has an advantage over ordinary households!

“You have to try it.”

Aaron showed a confident smile: “Business is always challenging, isn’t it?”

“So… what specific thoughts do you have?” Mr. Remington lit a cigarette for himself, looking inexplicable.

He seems to be nostalgic for the glorious days of his youth, and he seems to have a little mockery of Aaron’s self-control.

Of course, out of Invis-esque gentlemanly subtlety, he didn’t show it.

“Well, I heard that Lord Faneuil is going to hold a ball, and I want to get an invitation first.” Aaron said his plan: “It is said that many nobles and high society people will attend the ball, if If you can go in, there should be a lot of benefits.”

“Of course, I wish you success!” Mr. Remington snuffed out his cigarette, looked at Aaron who got up and left, and complained to Mrs. Remington: “I have seen many ignorant and arrogant guys… but this Mr. Parra It’s beyond my imagination, he still doesn’t understand the weight of an imperial lord… There was once a big businessman who spent hundreds of thousands of pounds just for the title of an honorary lord, and it didn’t succeed…”

“I think… Mr. Parra may be in the capital for less than a month before returning to the country in despair.”

Mrs Remington asked worriedly: “Should we give back some of the rent?”