Chapter 471 A very long night

In addition to several dukes, there was another "acquaintance" of Abel.

It was William Butt whom Abel met on the cruise ship when he first came to England and took a night cruise on the Thames.

And the fat man’s father, Lord Edward Bute.

The Bute family is a marquis family in the UK, and is known as the most merchant-like aristocracy and the most aristocratic businessman in the UK.

The family is the largest shareholder of British Coal and one of the largest shareholders of BP.

This family also produced British Prime Ministers and was very prominent in Britain for a time.

In today's era where capital is king.

Bute, who was particularly good at business, lived better than other dukes whose status was more precious.

When a large number of British nobles could not afford the huge repair costs of ancient castles.

The wealthy Marquis of Bute, at least, has no worries in this regard.

In terms of influence, the current Bute family is even much larger than the richest man, the Duke of Westminster.

The reason why the Duke of Westminster became the richest man in the UK.

It's not Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor's industries, nor his outstanding business talents.

Rather, the Duke of Westminster owns a large amount of land passed down from his ancestors, which is large in number and generally in a very good location.

As the Duke of Westminster with a fiefdom in London, this family owns the largest amount of private land in the UK except Windsor.

The family owns a quarter of the land in London, 15,000 acres in England, 100,000 acres in Scotland, and numerous properties in the United States, Australia, and Canada.

There is a saying that the queen is always a tenant of his house.

Because half of the land in London belongs to his family, and some of the royal family's villas rent their land.

The value of these lands, and the real estate he developed specifically for them, made the Duke of Westminster the richest man in Britain.

But in a country with established capital like the UK, real estate developers, like those in the United States, are somewhat unable to get on the stage.

In terms of influence on the entire UK, the Duke of Westminster cannot compare to the Marquess of Bute.

This can be seen from the fact that all the people present are Dukes, but Edward, a Marquis, can be among them.

After talking for a while with this group of old and young people from the British Noble Alliance, it seems that the situation is about the same, and the goal has basically been achieved.

Abel quickly found an excuse and took advantage of the situation to leave.

The nobles gathered around Prince William and fell into a brief silence as they watched Abel leave.

A few seconds later, George Cavendish, the Duke of Devonshire and the patriarch of the Cavendish family, suddenly spoke:

"If it had been 100 years ago, even if Morgan and Rockefeller were alive, they would have surrounded Edward VIII throughout the whole process. No matter how hard they tried, they could not be driven away."

His Excellency the Duke's words made everyone present stunned.

William Boot reacted with no expression on his face, but he was laughing secretly in his heart.

Do these old guys still think that this is the period when the sun never sets on the Great Yin Empire?

Yes, in that glorious era, any American businessman or any British nobleman would have a very humble status.

But that era has passed after all, and now is the era of Americans.

It was the age of businessmen and capitalists.

The old guys still cling to the glory of the past and are reluctant to embrace the new world.

This is going to be a big loss!

Unlike Bute, we have been undergoing transformation from the very beginning.

Oh, look.

As time continues to pass, neither Westminster nor Devon can compare to us Bute!

In fact, there is no need to wait for the future. There are already too many nobles who cannot compare to Bute.

Prince William also knew what the Duke of Devonshire meant. This was the old guy's emotion.

After all, he was a young man and had been suppressed by his grandmother and father since childhood. Wei Lian didn't think too much about it.

"He won't have much interaction with us." Prince William smiled: "So there is no need for this. Everyone, please continue to live our lives well."

After leaving Kensington Palace and sitting in the Cadillac Monster, Abel felt much more at ease.

"Go back to Strawberry Hill."

Abel is now in London, mainly living at Strawberry Hill or 1 Kensington Palace Garden Street.

The former is the first Gothic classical castle manor in the world.

The latter occupies a smaller area and is already a Victorian post-colonial style manor villa.

Therefore, the latter has become very modern style, which is actually more comfortable to live in.

But because of Sophie Marceau and the others, they all live at Strawberry Hill Villa now.

Abe, who wanted to play "Downton Abbey" again, naturally went to Strawberry Gables.

Having said that, he hadn't stayed at Strawberry Hill Villa for two days, and he was a little greedy for the Spanish national treasure and the taste of France.

What surprised Abel was when he returned to Strawberry Hill Villa.

In Strawberry Hill Villa, in addition to Sophie Marceau and the other three, there are also some other women.

"We are having a party." Sophie Marceau said.

"You're not angry, are you? My dear, I asked the housekeeper and she said you have no prohibitions in this regard, so..."

Penelope looked a little uneasy.

She doesn't take this for granted like the demented literary lady Sophie.

Strawberry Hill Villa belongs to Abel, and they can live here only because they pay the rent.

Well...use their bodies as rent.

Moreover, Penelope knows her position next to Abel very well and knows what is important.

Abel looked at the Spanish national treasure goddess who was looking to please him, and then looked at France.

And in the party hall at Strawberry Hill Villa.

Other slightly uneasy women, female celebrities.

They were all invited by Sophie and Penelope to attend the party hosted by Penelope at Strawberry Hill Villa.

Looking at these beautiful women, Abel's face showed a bright smile that Anna Wintour called "Apollo's smile".

"It's okay. Have fun, even I want to join in."

He smiled and said: "I like your party better than the party at Kensington Palace."

"Kensington Palace?" Sophie whispered.

Abel nodded: "I just came from Kensington Palace Garden Street. Prince William and the Duke of Westminster held a banquet there and invited me. I don't like that atmosphere, so I won't stay

He will leave in a moment."

He himself did not like the remnants of the old British aristocratic alliance.

But Abel knows that most women in the world, even little Laura.

On the contrary, they like this tone and the medieval aristocratic atmosphere.

This is probably related to women's desire to be strong and the vanity in their genes.

Abel didn't like it, but he didn't mind using this kind of thing as an accelerator to increase his ability to attract women.

"Kensington Palace! Prince William, Duke of Westminster!"

Some people sighed with emotion, and Abel also intervened at the right time, joining this small internal salon party where all the women were present, most of whom were delicate and beautiful.

After a while, he learned about the attendees.

Most of them are European actresses like Sophie Marceau.

It was Penelope who suggested it, and Sophie Marceau cooperated.

It took them two days to organize an internal party for European actresses.

In Penelope's words, it is "a party for Eurostar".

This means that more than a dozen of them have all participated in the Eurostar project launched by Vivendi and Smith Media last year.

They all participated in the planned movies or TV series.

Abel didn't recognize most of them here.

But there are a few he knows, such as...Monica Bellucci!

Italy's national treasure goddess is standing next to France.
To be continued...