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Christy Durrington: "..."
She knew the answer, of course: when the two people are added together, 1+1 does not equal 2, but rather "h".
……
Park Hyatt Hotel.
Located in the heart of Midtown Manhattan, across from Carnegie Hall and just one block from Central Park, this five-star hotel boasts an excellent location.
in the hotel.
Hawke was smoking a cigarette afterward and scrolling through Twitter.
"Give me one too."
Christy Durrington wrapped her curvaceous body in a thin sheet and reached for a cigarette from Hawke...
"for you."
Hawke tossed her the cigarette case and lighter.
Christy Durrington pulled out a cigarette with her slender fingers, lit it, and began to puff away, clearly a seasoned smoker.
However, she looked beautiful while smoking, with her delicate red lips and the smoke rising from her fingertips, very elegant.
This world is cruel. Some people are so ugly that they are indistinguishable from animals, while others are so beautiful that it is hard to tell if they are male or female. Christy Durrington, who was once named the most beautiful woman in the world, is of course the kind of person who can find beauty in everything she does.
"Are you free lately?"
Christy Durrington suddenly asked.
Hawke: "Uh... is something the matter?"
"It's nothing serious, just something at home. Since you helped me with my daughter's school enrollment, I was thinking of inviting you to dinner. When would you be available?"
Christy Durrington explained.
"I, Huo, have always been kind to others, and have helped many families who have asked me for help because of their children's education..."
Hawke suddenly thought of a problem: if he tweeted that if there were single women in New York who couldn't get into good schools because of family issues, they could ask him for help, would a lot of people contact him?
After a pause, Hawke suppressed the thought and said somewhat awkwardly, "Besides, me going to your house for dinner? That wouldn't be appropriate, would it?"
"What's wrong with that... Oh, you mean our relationship? What's this?!" Christy Durrington scoffed. "You think he's some honest man who wouldn't do anything to betray me? Don't be ridiculous. I've seen through you all. You men are all cut from the same cloth—promiscuous, fickle, and always looking for something new. Which rich and powerful man isn't a womanizer? The only reason there are honest men is because they're poor and powerless. Once their status changes, even if they can withstand temporary loneliness, they'll eventually succumb to the constant temptations and fall into depravity."
174 Firefighting expert Christy Durrington
Hawke retorted indignantly, "Nonsense, we men are all very loyal, okay? No matter what age, we will always like 18-year-old girls."
Christy Durrington: "..."
So, are you free lately?
Christy Durrington rolled her eyes.
Hawke thought for a moment; he still needed to keep an eye on Tony's situation...
"I should be free tonight, but as for other times, it's uncertain. We'll have to see."
“Okay!” Christy Durrington made the decision immediately: “Tonight it is, I can’t be bothered to pick another time.”
"Ok."
Since Christy Durrington has said so, what is there for Hawke to hesitate about? If she's not embarrassed, then Hawke naturally isn't either.
“By the way, let me tell you in advance, the reason that old man is being so attentive is most likely because he wants to curry favor with the Ryan family.” Christy Durrington hesitated for a moment before saying, “If he says anything unpleasant or does anything shameful, please forgive him for my sake.”
"Understood, don't worry."
Hawke nodded.
It must be said that Christy Durrington has always been quite dedicated to her job as a firefighter. Several times when Hawke got angry, it was Christy Durrington who helped calm him down. We always have to save face for her.
“Hmm.” Christy Durrington responded, glanced at her watch, and said, “Judging by the time, my daughter should be getting out of school soon. I need to pick her up, so I’ll be going now.”
"Go."
Hawke patted Christy Durrington's bottom and said in a very generous manner.
"Don't forget about this. I've been busy at home all day, and the whole family is waiting for you, but you don't come. That would be a huge embarrassment for me."
Christy Durrington finished dressing and, before leaving, gave Hawke some instructions.
"I'm a man of my word. Once I say something, it's like water spilled out—I never take it back."
Hawke said firmly.
Christy Durrington nodded and left.
Hawke went into the bathroom, took a shower, put on the clothes he had asked the hotel staff to buy for him, and then prepared to leave the hotel.
Even at night, Manhattan remains brightly lit. Under the dazzling neon lights, the endless stream of vehicles and towering steel bridges subtly reveal a cyberpunk vibe.
Socializing in high society begins with this nightlife. In the glittering halls of hotels, countless well-dressed, suit-wearing elites and socialites in elegant evening gowns and adorned with diamond jewelry clink glasses and engage in refined conversation.
Hawke rode in a McBahn, passing through the bustling Upper East Side, to Christy Durrington's villa.
Christy Durrington and Edward Binns stood together at the door to greet Hawke.
"Young Master Ryan, it is an honor to have you grace my humble abode with your presence."
Edward Binns was very enthusiastic.
This guy was originally an actor, but he later transitioned to the business world and really made a name for himself, running a chain of real estate agencies and becoming a multi-millionaire.
"You're welcome."
Hawke, holding the gift box, smiled and nodded.
"Sorry I'm a little late, I had to take care of some things."
His gaze, however, drifted toward Christy Durrington beside him.
Wearing a bright orange dress that revealed her deep, white cleavage, she exuded elegance and composure, making it impossible to tell what a wild woman she truly was inside.
“It’s alright. Everyone knows that young master Ryan not only has to manage the company, but also has to wear a bodysuit and help people in Brooklyn. He must be a very busy man.”
Edward Binns laughed.
"Christie, this is a small gift for the children."
Hawke handed over the gift box.
Christy Durrington and Edward Binns have a daughter, Kim Binns.
Hawke has a deep impression of her daughter, who inherited her mother's beauty, with an extraordinary height and flawless legs, reminiscent of her mother's style on the runway. She is well-known to the public for her sweet and charming appearance.
At such a young age, she graced the cover of a magazine, displaying extraordinary charisma. Her long, beautiful legs and wavy hair swaying beside her face accentuated her elegance, giving her an aura of a top model.
Furthermore, Kem was able to get into Midtown Tech High School because of Hawke's letter of recommendation.
Midtown Tech High School is the best private high school in Queens, and countless people are desperate to get in; it's not a place anyone can just decide to attend.
That said, 553 Kem and Peter Parker should be in the same year, so they probably know each other!
Unfortunately, like Peter Parker, Kem Binns was born in 1994. Even if Hawke were to invest in Kem's angel round, he would have to wait four years to reap the rewards.
"Hurry up and thank your brother!"
Christy Durrington patted her daughter and said, "I'm being lecturing."
"Thank you, brother."
Hawke gifted him a crystal-carved rose music box.
When the gift box was opened, Kem exclaimed in surprise, clearly very pleased with the gift from his godfather, Hawke.
"Come in quickly, come in quickly."
After exchanging pleasantries, Edward Binns invited Hawke into his home.
The food was all prepared, and plates of delicious dishes were placed on the table, their aroma filling the air.
Moreover, Edward Bins thoughtfully prepared wine, white wine—generally speaking, white wine is better than red wine because it does not contain tannins, so it doesn't have that astringent taste and is much easier to drink.
“Young Master Ryan, I raise a glass to you. Thank you for the letter of recommendation you wrote for Kem.”
Edward Binns raised a glass to Hawke.
175 There is no such thing as a peaceful life; it's just that your wife is bearing the burden for you.
Hawke and Edward Binns clinked glasses, watching each other down their drinks. Hawke gave Christy Durrington a meaningful look, then also readily downed half a glass of wine.
Yes, this wine is very easy to drink, with a rich aroma and fruity fragrance. It tastes quite good when chilled.
"Mr. Edward has a good capacity for alcohol."
Hawke laughed.
“Me? I can’t hold my liquor.” Edward Bins waved his hand modestly and said, “It’s just that I often have to socialize, so I’ve developed a tolerance for a few drinks. Many times I’m so drunk that I have to be sent home unconscious, and Christy has to take care of me for a long time. It’s just the way it is. A man has to be responsible for supporting his family. In social situations, you can’t get anything done without drinking.”
Christy Durrington gave a barely perceptible sneer. "The smell of alcohol on you is from socializing, and so is the overpowering perfume you're wearing?"
Timely.
Hawke and Christy Durrington exchanged glances, and Hawke understood the wildness in her eyes.
"It must be tough," Hawke sighed. "But Mr. Edward, too much alcohol is bad for your health. Health is the foundation of everything! You can never earn enough money. People are more important than money. You should take care of yourself. If you have extra time, spend it with your family. That would be a great thing."
"Sigh—!" Edward Binns sighed deeply. "To support the family. There's no other way, Young Master Ryan. Don't let our seemingly respectable appearance fool you; we don't actually have much money. Expenses are high, and without earning money, we simply can't support our family."
Hawke raised an eyebrow. "I've been advising you to take better care of your family, but you won't listen. Then there might be someone with ulterior motives who will take care of your family for you."
There's no such thing as a peaceful and carefree life; it's just that your wife is bearing the burden for you!
“Raising children is indeed a big problem,” Hawke nodded and said. “Children these days are becoming increasingly pampered, and many middle-class families choose to be childless because they can’t afford the costs of raising children.”
In China, people often say that parents in Europe and America almost stop caring about their children once they turn eighteen. That's nonsense. If you don't have money or ability, you definitely can't manage them. It's the same in every country. Even wealthy people have to worry about their children's education and character.
With Edward Binns's deliberate flattery and Hawke's own desire to build a good relationship, the two had a very pleasant conversation.
Christy Durrington sat to one side, gentle and quiet, occasionally interjecting with a few words. Having also had a few drinks, her face was flushed, making her extremely attractive.
"Young Master Ryan, I heard that Sequoia Capital wanted to invest in your Twitter account, but you turned it down?"