The waitress did not get the help, and the three of them prepared dinner in person. To be precise, there were only two people, Simon and Grace, and the other one was served from childhood to adulthood, unable to distinguish between salt and sugar. When the dinner was about to be ready, they volunteered to light candles, saying that they wanted to enjoy the candlelight dinner. Simon had to send Grace together, and was worried that Bryce would burn the house.

Weird three-person candlelight dinner.

Overall, it's quite warm.

I was chatting about various things casually, and it was already past seven o'clock before I knew it.

Simon's private cell phone suddenly rang.

After answering, there was an unexpected voice. Erin Lauder, the woman's tone on the phone, asked Simon if she wanted to attend a circle of costume dances in a bar in the Midtown area.

Simon could only refuse.

At the dining table, when he saw the man hung up the phone, Bryce looked curious about exploring, but Simon had no intention of explanation.

However, Grace heard the name "Irene" during Simon's conversation, and keenly remembered the Lauder family's cocktail party last night. She couldn't help but feel curious and looked at the man with some strange exploration: "I have been thinking, what can a man and a woman do in ten minutes?"

Bryce was confused.

But Simon immediately understood that when he thought of the little ridiculousness of last night, he certainly wouldn't tell Grace, but just smiled and said, "Actually, five minutes will be enough. I'll demonstrate you to see later."

Bryce looked left and right, and saw Grace's face getting a little more beautiful against the candlelight. She seemed to understand something and asked, "Are you talking about a yellow joke that I can't understand?"

Simon nodded: "Yes, it's very yellow, very violent."

Grace's face turned redder.

Bryce continued to ask, but Simon stopped explaining until after dinner.

At exactly nine o'clock.

Grace refused Simon's retention and left on time, but the other woman had no intention of getting up from the big bed, and even accused a guy of being murderous.

I thought it was the case tonight.

It was almost ten o'clock, and just came out of the bathroom with a woman in her arms, and the phone rang again.

It was still Erin Lauder who called.

The girl's voice was filled with floating li, saying that she was drunk. If Simon didn't pick her up in person, she would let anyone pick her up, and warned her not to notify her family, otherwise she would run away from home, very serious.

Simon had no choice but to rush to the bar in the middle city area.

The masquerade party is still going on.

It is easy to find a woman in a corner. As expected, she has drunk a lot but is not drunk. She looks very clear-headed. Simon remembers that women said that because of family background, she has to attend more than 200 kinds of parties every year, and of course she will not have a bad alcohol tolerance.

But he didn't want to leave by himself, so he asked Simon to hold him before leaving.

Only hold it.

He hugged in a man's arms and started to chant, accusing a guy of being a devil, turning her, a Jewish girl who had been devout for more than 20 years, into a bad woman within ten minutes, and asked for compensation.

No need to choose other times, just tonight, and the meat will be paid.

I don't want Simon to send her home.

Simon didn't dare to take her back to the apartment on Fifth Avenue again. Bryce was so arrogant. Grace was fine. Another woman appeared and might fight.
Chapter completed!