Chapter 1473: Chapter 1543: Young Master
Before the words could be finished, they were stopped by the Duke’s sharp gaze, leaving the rest unsaid.
"Sir, I... I recognize him, what’s the matter? Is there something different about him?"
The Duke of Westminster leaned slightly forward and said in a perfect English accent, "Lift your head and look at me."
Daives was merely a servant of the Westminster family, not even considered a proper servant. His ancestors were just slaves sold by the Westminster family, so he never dared to look up at his master.
All along, he was assigned work only by the Duke’s knights or stewards like Amber. And the Duke, with his noble status, would never allow even a single photo to be leaked.
"Yes..." Daives raised his head in trepidation, and a pair of bright blue eyes suddenly came into view. The deep-seated memory of being a servant made him instinctively lower his head, then he suddenly realized these eyes seemed familiar.
"It’s... it’s..." he looked up again in shock, filled with disbelief.
"From now on, Lin En will be your young master!" the Duke said nonchalantly.
"Yes!" Daives trembled with excitement, never expecting to have such an opportunity. Being able to stay by the young master’s side and accompany him as he grows is such a great honor.
In the future, within the Westminster family, he might even shed the mark of a slave.
"Sir, I will immediately send someone to protect the young master—no, no, no... I will personally bring the young master to you."
The Duke snorted coldly and said angrily, "Try sending someone, try and see if you can even get close to the Victoria Theater."
"It’s Sheng Ning’s husband who has arrived." Daives was no useless fool; otherwise, he would not have reached his current position from being a black slave.
The Victoria Theater had always been his domain, and he was aware of any movements. He knew Sheng Ning’s husband had arrived, and all the men he previously sent had been expelled; Sheng Ning’s husband had also sent a message expressing his wish to visit him.
But because he was busy preparing to receive the people coming from England, he postponed it. The matter on that end was not on his mind, and he didn’t expect Sheng Ning’s husband to be so capable, sending people who couldn’t even get near the Duke’s men.
"I’ll handle this matter; I believe given Sheng Ning’s regard for what I’ve done for her, she definitely won’t refuse." Daives was a good judge of character, and facts proved Sheng Ning was true to her word.
"This is your only use! Remember your position and do what you are supposed to do; for now, you don’t need to interfere in this matter anymore."
"Yes!"
"Aren’t you leaving?"
"Yes, yes, yes..." Daives respectfully exited the room and finally relaxed a little after walking a dozen meters away, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
One of his subordinates came up and asked, "Boss, how did it go? What did the Duke say?"
Daives turned around and kicked him, "Damn it, good and not so good."
The subordinate climbed up from the ground, not minding the pain, and asked eagerly, "So what’s going on? Are we going to be sent back to England? I don’t want to go back!"
If they returned, they would be slaves again in England.
"We won’t! Do you know the identity of the Lin En we once kidnapped?"
"Lin En? That old-fashioned brat? What identity could he have other than being a prostitute’s illegitimate child?" the subordinate said dismissively.
