[Phantom of the Opera] Lover

Chapter 8

Lizzie thought to bought the whole theater. But the owner of the theatre did not believe that she could buy the whole theatre, or that she was Elizabeth Adler, and even if she took out her father's golden pocket watch to show him the exquisite craftsmanship, he thought it was a part of the deception.

In desperation, she could only ask the manager of the Edler Tar Factory to come over, hoping that he could help explain the misunderstanding.

The manager, who played cards at the tavern, was invited over, full of alcohol and bloody eyes, but with his drunken eyes open, he recognized Lizzie's pretty face, and the wine ran away.

Without him, anyone who worked for Mr.Edler knew how much he loved his daughter.

Mr.Edler's industry has spread across the United States, even to an untapped Cuba. He focused on his career and was only home for a few weeks throughout the year, never rejecting any requests from his daughter.

When Lizzie wanted to ride a horse, he turned a tobacco plantation into the largest horse farm in the state, buying a lot of money on many Arab horses that ordinary people would never see in a lifetime, so that Lizzie could ride for a while free.

Rich people are superstitious, Mr Adler is no exception, but he never to his daughter superstition —— others say women can't go to the mine, will bring disaster, he also agreed, but when lizie wanted to go to the mine to have a look, he is almost without hesitation, and put on exploration cap, accompany her to visit, no matter whether the legendary disaster will come, whether others will say.

He asked Lizzie for the most famous governess in Europe, with a special teacher certificate and guiding the manners of many famous families. But when the female teacher wanted to put Lizzie on a corset —— before he could try to faint Lizzil, he coldly blew her out.

Therefore, everyone knows that his daughter's waist was fully 23 inches —— was not visible in her skirt, but immediately dwarby those small waists of ten inches.

The ladies had "kindly" reminded him that sooner or rate, Lizzie would be destroyed by him.

They admitted that Lizzie was a rare beauty, but her waist was so thick, and her grandmother was a yellow Chinese, not even so beautiful. They agree with the idea of "everyone is equal", but as aristocrats who insist on close marriage, they cannot admit against their will that mixed blood is an advantage.

In private, they sadly predict that Lizzie, as a mixed race, might not survive fourteen and would soon die of a mysterious genetic disease.

Ironically, however, Lizzie survived to sixteen, ruddy and vigorous, able to jump the fence like a man; but the lady, because the family frequently married with another family, the blood were inseparable, the children were more strange, and some even died at birth.

The ladies had to change their prophecy, claiming that Lizzie would not marry sooner or later.

But that prediction fell on the day Mr Edler became the richest man.

Countless young men rushed to New York's Fifth Avenue to propose to her, almost a sight.

To avoid the surging suitors, Mr.Edler brought her to New Orleans to visit the family's estate.

One manager said, in alarm, that Mr.Edler seemed to let Miss Lizzie inherit the estate, because he introduced the factory so much that he hardly introduced it to his daughter.

The remark caused considerable stir. Although everyone thought the odds were slim, they respected Lizzie as much as Mr.Edler, even if she would marry someone else's house.

Just by the domineering face of the theater owner, the manager knew that Miss Lizzie had been wronged here. —— Although Miss Lizzie did not seem to be wronged and looked at him that he did not have to speak, but according to the rules, he must inform Mr.Adler.

So, in the eyes of the anger, surprise, disbelief, confusion, regret, Mr.Edler rode a tall horse to the theater.

Although Mr.Edler was firmly convinced that only a good gentleman could deserve his daughter, he himself did not follow the manners of a gentleman, and seldom rode on the snow-white Arabian horse.

As long as the eyes, can see how rare and beautiful the Arab horse, white, not a trace of color, long and strong limbs, hair smooth and shiny, like the best white satin.

New Orleeans may not necessarily recognize all kinds of carriage arms, but Mr.Edler's white horse.

When the theatre owner saw the white horse, he knew everything was over. Of course, Lizzie was wrong, and Mr.Edler never blamed him, but he also lost a chance to become the richest man.

What frightened him most was that he seemed to say something rich. —— Will Lizzie complain to her father? Will his life end up for it?

Why is there such a strange thing, the daughter of the richest man ate what the support, ran to his theater to set fire, only to save an infamous circus clown?

The theater owner was puzzled and didn't want a solution. He just wanted to go back to ten minutes and give his arrogant self a mouth.