"Bob!? Why are you here?"
Andy was stunned, and she slowly loosened her tightly clenched handbag.
"Just sneak in to see the extravagant balls of the rich people in the Upper East Side." Jack smiled and gently pinched Andy's shoulders. He also thought that he would meet her here.
When they met again, Jack was amazed by Andy's outfit today.
The dark blue evening dress did not hide his exquisite figure. The small diamonds dotted on the dress were like stars in the dim light, and even the gem necklace hanging on her neck was overshadowed by her delicate collarbone.
But the exquisite clothes could not hide the fatigue between her eyebrows.
"Or Tequila Sunrise?" Jack smiled, he still remembered Andy's taste last time.
Andy smiled shyly, reminding her of the madness of that night. She shook the glass in her hand and said, "There are no cocktails from those roadside bars here. The waiter said there are only Macallan, Remy Martin and the like."
When Jack heard this, he immediately realized the point in Andy's words and smiled mysteriously, "That's not necessarily true..."
Letting Andy wait for him for a while, Jack found the bar counter and handed the bartender a US dollar, asking him to help mix a Tequila Sunrise.
Tequila Sunrise, originally called Tequila Sunrise, is made of a small amount of tequila produced in Mexico, a large amount of fresh orange juice, and brown sugar water.
The Rolling Stones drank this cocktail during their American tour in 1972, which made this cocktail popular and loved by ordinary people.
Civilian cocktails that cost a few dollars are naturally not qualified to appear at the dance in the wealthy area of the Upper East Side. The bartender was a little disdainful at first, but when he saw the denomination Jack handed him, he immediately greeted him with a smile.
He could get a hundred dollars for mixing a cheap drink. He didn't dare to ask what this was, because these young men's tempers could change at any time.
After a while, Jack came to Andy with a colorful Tequila Sunrise and said, "Miss, your drink."
Looking at Jack, Andy couldn't help but take the drink and took a sip, which was sweet to her heart.
Even if there were more good drinks here, they would not be as exciting as this cheap cocktail in front of her.
"Maybe I should give Sylvie some advice. We should improve security when holding parties in the future..." Andy's eyes were seductive, and her fingers slowly climbed up Jack's hand.
Jack grabbed Andy's hand: "No, you drank my wine!"
"I'm just kidding you. Actually, I got in here with my boss. Sylvie won't invite me to their upper-class dance." Andy stuck out her tongue mischievously and fell into his arms.
"It seems that your boss thinks highly of you, bringing you to such an occasion." Jack said casually, focusing more on Andy's evaluation of Sylvie.
At the first party, Andy and Sylvie left without saying goodbye. Combined with what he said just now, it can be judged that the two are not familiar with each other. He feelsI can get a hint from Andy about what kind of person Sylvie is.
Thinking of this, Jack cursed himself in his heart. He was so busy looking for Andy that he completely forgot to ask Fabio what he thought of Sylvie.
Seeing Jack frowning slightly, Andy grinned and said, "Are you jealous?"
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Andy kissed his face and pointed to the fashionable woman with white hair on the dance floor and said, "That's my boss, a demanding workaholic."
Jack realized at this time that his words did sound a bit sour.
"I just saw a great water bed..." Andy exhaled like orchids. The busy and boring work almost made her breathless. She urgently needed to vent now.
"I'm sorry, Geralt..."
Jack looked at Andy's eyes, which were flowing like water and full of affection, and apologized secretly.
At this moment, the lights on the scene went out instantly, without causing any disturbance. All the participants knew that the show was about to begin.
A beam of white light shot towards the center of the venue, attracting everyone's attention. No one noticed that two figures left the ball.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please invite Miss Sylvie Oz and her boyfriend Mr. Gerald Morgan to bring the first dance of the night!!"
Geralt was wearing an expensive suit and had a slicked-back hair that he hadn't combed for 800 years. He stood stiffly, and there was a sweet-looking girl in gorgeous clothes next to him, smiling brightly and holding his arm.
Geralt was anxiously looking for Jack, and saw a familiar figure flashing in the dark. Just as he was about to call his bastard cousin, he was blocked by Sylvie's kiss.
"Dear, don't be nervous..." Sylvie looked at Geralt gently. Even though he had no experience in love, he knew that he couldn't leave the girl behind at this time.
"Just follow me, dear..."
"I haven't seen you for more than half a month. How come you seem stronger!!"
"Hey... It's okay dear, keep dancing..."
"Jack! You are so great!!"
"Hehe... You are worthy of being my favorite person. You are dancing better and better..."
"I can't do it anymore, Jack, I can't do it anymore!"
Both brothers were sweating profusely.
The two who had packed up returned to the dance scene, smiled at each other tacitly, and walked away.
"Hey Fabio, I have something to ask you," Jack waved to Fabio when he found him among the women.
Fabio naturally didn't dare to neglect him. He drove away the celebrities around him and found a quiet room.
"What kind of person is Seville?" Jack asked straight to the point.
Fabio didn't understand why Jack, who hadn't appeared for many years, suddenly showed up at this kind of small dance, but when he heard Gerald's last name just now, he suddenly realized it.
"She has a good reputation in the circle and is a very well-behaved girl." Fabio said truthfully.
"Oh? "Jack was a little surprised. This evaluation sounded ordinary, but it was a high evaluation when it came from Fabio's mouth.
"What about personal relationship?"
"Very clean, Li also expressed that he had a good impression of her..."
Jack was a little uneasy when he heard this. He knew best how high the vision of that bastard Li was.
"Why haven't you seen Geralt before... Is he your brother?" Fabio was a little curious. He had never said that there was such a person in the Morgan family.
Jack lay on the back of the chair and looked at Fabio playfully without saying anything.
This look scared Fabio, and he quickly stood up and apologized.
Jack did not pursue Fabio's gossip, but just asked lightly: "Something happened to the Oz family recently, you know this. "
"You think that Sylvie is close to Geralt because he wants to…" Fabio wiped his sweat and sat down.
Of course he knew about the Oz family. They were investigated by the IRS, and they had to pay tens of millions of dollars in taxes. Their capital chain was broken and they collapsed in an instant.
Originally, many people who came today were ready to see the jokes of the Oz family and take a bite of meat. Even their family thought so, but after knowing that Geralt was Jack's family, he hesitated.
Perhaps he lied to slander Sylvie, so that their family could still take a bite of this piece of fat meat.
But if Jack found out…
Thinking of this, Fabio shuddered and decided to tell the truth.
After listening for more than ten minutes, Jack was silent. In Fabio's description, Sylvie was a rare good girl in the circle who was loyal in love.
"Why do I hear others say that she is the 'party queen'? "Jack remembered what his cousin Mel said.
"She just likes parties, just like you."
The little flattery did not make Jack relax. He had a clear self-awareness. He was just a bastard.
The private lives of these celebrities and young men are all messy. A ball of twine thrown on the ground is clearer than the relationship between the celebrities and young men. The most important thing is to see Geralt's attitude.
Jack felt that he had to talk to Sylvie in person.
"Fabio, please invite Miss Sylvie in."
After a while, Sylvie, who changed into a black dress, walked in gracefully, and Geralt followed behind.
"Jack! ! You bastard! ! " Seeing his cousin's face, Geralt was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed up, intending to avenge the last time.
"Dear, can I talk to Mr. Jack? "Syver smiled and held back the furious Gerald.
Meeting Syver's tender eyes, Gerald's anger faded instantly. He glared at Jack fiercely and left the room with Fabio.
Seeing his silly cousin behave like this, Jack knew that he had almost fallen.
"Mr. Jack is a legend in our Upper East Side. I have heard of you for a long time." Syver smiled and stretched out his hand.Show your hand.
It started with a flattery, but it didn't make Jack feel very good. He had heard these words a lot.
"Do you like Geralt?"
Syver was stunned. He didn't expect Jack to ask so directly. He smiled and said, "I just had some feelings."
"That means that you got close to Geralt because of family matters." Jack was not angry.
There are not many idiots from these old money families. It's more embarrassing to hide and be exposed.
"Yes, I should do something for my family." Syver's hand was in the air and he didn't put it down. He picked up the whiskey on the table and poured Jack a glass.
"What do you think of Geralt?" Jack picked up the glass and took a sip.
35-year-old blended whiskey, a limited edition of only 150 bottles each time, can basically only be seen at auctions, but now he thinks it's not as good as the beer in the apartment.
"Cute, handsome, honest, except for the lack of romance, he will definitely be a good husband." Seville poured herself a glass and smiled.
"I think so too."
After Seville came in, Jack rarely smiled, raised his glass and took the initiative to clink glasses with her.
"Tomorrow, a sum of 50 million US dollars will be deposited into your father's company. This is my wedding gift to you as your brother." Jack put down the glass, it was really hard to drink.
Seville held the glass and said in surprise: "You... Aren't you afraid that I will cheat Geralt?"
The atmosphere suddenly changed, making Seville a little unbelievable.
"He has an IQ of 145, you can't cheat him." Jack smiled.
"Then why..." Seville was puzzled. She thought Jack was testing her as Geralt's family, but now he said these two sentences and it was considered passed?
Jack shook his head, signaling her not to continue, and then said, "I have only one request."
Sylvie put the wine glass on the table and sat up straight.
"Today's small cakes are pretty good. Can you bring some back for me? I think my friends will definitely like it."
"???"
....
Geralt breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jack coming out with a smile on his face, and then the anger of being fooled last time surged up again, and he took off his suit and rushed over.
Without training, he was naturally no match for Jack, who had practiced martial arts since childhood. He was pushed to the ground in a few seconds and slapped the floor and roared.
"It seems that things are going well." Fabio smiled at Sylvie, who was still a little dazed.
"Well... sort of." Sylvie said, looking at Geralt lying on the ground, and smiled knowingly: "We'll get married after Geralt graduates from university."
"What?" Fabio was shocked. He thought Sylvie was just allowed to date, how come he suddenly talked about getting married.
"Congratulations..." Fabio said with a bit of sourness.
Originally, the Oz family was only a little-known name in the Upper East Side, and its assets were not kept by him now. But now that it has joined the Morgan family, even the first-class families in the circle may have to curry favor with the Oz family.
Their family is no exception.
I don't know if Jack has a sister...
Although he failed to help in time, timely icing on the cake can also gain a lot of goodwill. Fabio knew that this matter could not be concealed for too long. He would notify the family to lend a "helping hand" to the Oz family.
Jack was carrying a large bag of pastries and sitting in a taxi back to the apartment. The lights on the high-rise buildings gradually turned into a light spot, and the road ahead became darker and darker until it stopped at an apartment with lights on.
"Friends! I'm back!!" Jack pushed the door open and walked in. As expected, everyone was sitting in front of the TV chatting.
"Hey! I thought you weren't coming back tonight!!" Joey happily stepped forward and high-fived Jack, thinking that Jack's resentment for leaving him alone to have fun was gone.
"I brought some good things for everyone!!" Jack spread the lunch box on the table.
A row of high-end pastries made everyone's eyes shine. Even Ross, who had the highest income among the six people, was reluctant to buy these high-end pastries.
Seeing that there was food, Joey's eyes lit up and he rushed over.
"Hey! Joey!!" Phoebe joined the battle.
"Eating these in the evening reminds me of when I was eighteen..." Monica couldn't help smelling the fragrance of the pastries.
Chandler had already stuffed his mouth full. He was really tired these days and urgently needed to replenish some sugar and protein.
"Hey! Dinosaur!!" Ross found a dinosaur-shaped cookie and played happily there.
Seeing more and more cakes on the table, Monica finally couldn't help but join the battle.
While everyone was scrambling for food, Jack secretly handed a hidden cake to Rachel. He asked Savior to tell the pastry chef to make it. A lifelike princess was painted on the white cream.