"Mrs. Hall is having afternoon tea next door." The waiter whispered to George, and then, without answering, he turned and left.

Not for notification, but for reminder. If some men are dating another woman at this time, he can know in advance; similarly, on the other side, someone reminded Elizabeth that this is a two-way move.

In such aristocratic occasions, business managers will do their best to avoid chaos and conflicts, and ensure that these high-ranking people can enjoy a peaceful and comfortable relaxation time. As for those bloody things, it is enough to stay in the gossip.

These small details in all aspects are something that money and power cannot be purchased. Instead, the rich and famous people built by the entire living environment and cultural heritage can inform the waiters through high tips, but the nobles do not need to remind them that they will spontaneously provide relevant services in all occasions they appear. This kind of honor is precisely one of the reasons why the nobles claim to be reserved and arrogant.

Of course, the waiter also has a skill to pass on the news: he only stated the news of Elizabeth's appearance, did not disclose George's situation to Elizabeth, nor did he disclose Elizabeth's situation to George. As for how to deal with such news, it depends on the individual.

George withdrew his gaze, cut off the cigarette butt with a cigar cutter, and then put the cigar into the cigar box in his top bag, and gave an apology to the friend next to him, "Everyone, someone still needs to continue working hard. Today's afternoon tea will end here and continue another day."

In a self-deprecating way, he admitted that he still needed work and avoided being arrogant, but instead showed his peaceful mentality. This was a ability that George did not possess in the past, but now the situation is different. The confidence bursting from the inside out makes him willing to laugh at himself, and the halo of walking with wind makes him willing to tease himself. It seems that such a small joke can show his broad mind.

Although George didn't say much, everyone around him showed a comprehension expression, and another wave of politeness and compliment. Under the hot gaze, George left the smoking room, his steady steps were a little lighter, revealing his joy and happiness at this moment.

"Sir Hall."

"Sir Hall."

In the sight, you can see people who occasionally pass by, and everyone smiled and gently looked at him, which made George's chest firm again, and the satisfaction bursting from the inside out filled his eyebrows. The eyebrows full of vicissitudes and satisfaction also became sparse and bright. The unique charm of a mature man is blooming in a low-key manner, bursting out a graceful and mellow fragrance. You can vaguely imagine what kind of style/flower/dainful look he should have when he was young.

After leaving the smoking room and coming to the afternoon tea room, George paused a little at the door, nodded to the doorman, "Tell Mrs. Hall, if it's convenient for me to visit."

Elizabeth chose to appear in the afternoon tea scene at this time, maybe because she had an appointment with a client or a female companion. In order to be polite, George still needs to "notify" instead of breaking in directly; even if Elizabeth is having a private meeting with her husband, the notification action will not change, because George does not want to "see the king" and then become a gossip topic for the entire upper class after dinner. Everything can be solved by closing the door after going home and even not even solving it, just like they have treated Renli over the years.

The reason George came here to meet Elizabeth was because he vaguely guessed that it should be related to Lanley's award, or that Elizabeth is returning to social occasions like him. Then, his appearance may gain a group of envious and admirable eyes again, and he can also show his love with Elizabeth and show the harmonious scene of the Hall family. Why not do it?

Just now in the smoking room, George believed that everyone else had heard the waiter's whisper, and his actions were also a performance. He is now in the smoking room, and those people are talking bad about him, but it doesn't matter. What's important is that when they start to say bad things, it means they are jealous, and jealousy loses. This is the most wonderful thing.

When George first learned that Lanley was about to be awarded a medal, this was not the case.

"Reject! We must refuse!"

When he heard the news, George's first reaction was like this. He reflexively said the true thoughts in his mind. Then he was stunned for a moment, thought carefully, and cast a puzzled look at Elizabeth, "Are you sure? Is this fake news? He is so young?"

George didn't even remember how old Lanley was now. After asking Philip, he learned that Lanley was only twenty-five in November this year, which made it more and more certain that George's idea was probably fake news on April Fool's Day, or fake news that others deliberately released to make the Halls and their wife uncomfortable.

But Elizabeth gave a positive answer, "My source is certainly correct. There are rumors inside Buckingham Palace, and even the Queen mentioned it, and she asked, 'Whether he has a drama being staged in the West End', you know? The Queen hasn't been to the West End for more than five years!"

"No, no! This thing must not happen!" This was the only thought in George's mind.

Now, before Renli was awarded a medal or a title, he had already suppressed his entire family. Arthur and Edith had let themselves go, and even Elve had been away from their homes. Now only he and Elizabeth were left to defend the final glory of the Hall family. He would never allow Renli to completely destroy this glory; then, if Renli accepted the medal or even was given the title of "jazz", then, will there be their place in the entire West End of London?

Anger began to gush, but compared to anger, fear and panic gradually became more and more violent. The panic-coldness and confusion made George lose control and truly out of control. Even at the banquet of the Earl of Oxford, his emotions were not so out of control:

The feeling that the whole world was turned upside down was even more terrifying than the fall apart. An impulse came into his mind: the impulse to kill with his own hands, killing all the impulse. He didn't know what he wanted to kill, but just wanted to destroy everything in front of him under the emotional trend of fear, and then calm himself down again to destroy anything that made him fear.

"Stop him! Philip, stop him!" George was a little disobedient, and he had only one thought in his mind: to kill all possibilities in the cradle.

Elizabeth was also a little irritated and glanced at George with disgust and contempt. At the critical moment, George was even more impatient than her. "Calm down, Sir Hall, you are still a jazz now, not a down-and-out household who has been deprived of hereditary aristocratic title. Don't act like a madman."

The sharp and mean words made George furious, humiliated and angry, fear and panic. Many emotions were stirring in his chest, and he could not react at all. He could not blame him. Since the banquet at Earl of Oxford last year, his dignity and pride have fallen apart bit by bit.

In just one year, his work and life were severely hit. Although some conservative and stubborn old scholars still agreed with his views and supported his actions, the traditional factions had begun to retreat to the second line. Their support could not bring any exchange of interests to George, which made his work fall sharply. Not to mention parties or banquets, even the invitation to daily afternoon tea and smoking rooms were left. Then he was abandoned in a dark corner like an optional waste.

Elizabeth was also able to socialize through the gallery platform, but George's work was completely blocked and he saw almost no hope.

Just by little by little, George's temper became irritable. At this moment, he had indeed lost the glory of his peak period. Even the etiquette of those nobles was becoming bounds, making him breathless; a little stimulating, his temper burst out.

"I am a lunatic, you are not. Then, tell me how to solve it now, if we don't stop him..." George's words were interrupted by Elizabeth before he could finish them, "Reject the Queen? Are you crazy?"

"Why can't?" George expressed his firm position like a bullfighter. "As long as he rejects the queen, he can directly be on the blacklist. Do you think anyone will be willing to interact with him next? No, the entire upper class will close the door to him."

He wanted to cut off all the vitality of Lanli, he wanted to cut off all the possibilities of Lanli, and let Lanli get out completely, and then his career can start again! With his ability, he can still win a new place in the upper class and enjoy the treatment of everyone calling him "jazz". It is his glory, it is his pride, it is his glory, it is his glory, let alone Lanli, it is his glory, it is not even Elizabeth or Arthur.

The more I think about it, the more excited I feel, the more excited I feel... George realized that this might be his opportunity!

"Yes, everyone closed the door to him, so do you think the door will be open to us?" Elizabeth's words woke George up like a basin of cold water. "He rejected the Queen, so, where are we? Is your head now losing the ability to think?"

George was silent.

Elizabeth then said, "He is Hall, and we are Hall, if he suffers, then we will suffer, but if he reaches the top, we will also reach the top. Do you still remember Elve's words? Hall now belongs to him."
Chapter completed!