Chapter 559 (1/2)
”The problem is that Miranda is not like a woman in this world.”
”She grew up in a dark city a thousand kilometers away from the sea. In the night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's carriage rattling through the cobblestone streets.”
”Every evening at six o'clock, the thirty-two clock towers in this city ring bleakly. In the manor stands a house made of stone slabs like tombstones, in which the sun never shines. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the jasmine vaults dripping in the garden, and the faded window hangings in the bedroom all exude the breath of death. ”
San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.
The female assistant is a bit sleepy recently. She always takes a few hours off in the afternoon.
Simon came here, then took on another task, responsible for the little guy in the belly of the female assistant to do prenatal education.
The way of prenatal education of female assistant is very special. She selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little guy in her stomach.
Simon is reading a hundred years of solitude, and it's the original Spanish version of Marquez. Yesterday, he also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of war and peace. The female assistant thought that Simon's kowtowing Russian might teach bad children, so she changed the book today.
Under the eaves of the backyard of the villa, there is a large deck chair.
With the sound of men's reading, the female assistant nestles up beside Simon, her head resting on the man's chest, squinting her eyes and enjoying herself.
In front of them were the gardens that the female assistant had taken care of recently. They were all very common flowers, but they were very pleasing to the eye. The air was still filled with the fragrance of fresh flowers. In the distance, the fence wall was covered with Wisteria with blooming flowers. Outside the courtyard was a green tree barrier composed of tall Sequoia and low Photinia. The luxury houses in the mountains were isolated, far-reaching and quiet.
The gentle sound of reading lasted for more than two hours. The sun began to slant to the west, and the shadow of the surrounding trees cut it more finely. The female assistant didn't mean to wake up. She still narrowed her eyes like a cat, and Simon continued to read quietly.
Unconsciously also immersed in the ”one hundred years of solitude” described by the bizarre world.
Specially, the light footstep sounded. The girl in the white shirt and Black Slim trousers came over and said hello carefully. She changed a pot of new tea and put it on the short table next to Simon.
Simon looked at the girl named Doris Fletcher, frowned slightly and said, ”bring me a blanket.”
The girl answered, poured Simon a cup of tea, raised her eyes for a moment, saw that the man had no other orders, and turned to leave.
The female assistant in his arms moved discontentedly, and Simon soon went on reading.
It was not until the sun was completely blocked by the ridge on the west side that the female assistant said, ”you'll cook for us tonight.”
Simon smiles and nods, ”OK.”
Tired of being in the man's arms for a while, the female assistant finally sat up, still leaning beside the man and touching her raised abdomen: ”I think the baby kicked me.”
More than four months pregnant, has begun to appear fetal movement.
Simon reached over, put his big hand over the assistant's little hand, felt it together for a moment, and said, ”maybe I don't like today's story. I'll change another one tomorrow.”
Jennifer nodded with approval: ”well.”
After talking for a while, Simon helped the female assistant to get up. They entered the villa and began to prepare dinner together.
In addition to Simon and Jennifer, there are two other people in the villa. Doris Fletcher, who appeared in front of Simon not long ago, is a member of the housekeeper's team and has been transferred to take care of the assistant. There is also a female bodyguard in her thirties named Sarah huntson, who was directly recruited by Simon from the federal secret service. When Simon was in the secret service, she worked as a bodyguard for the female dependents of the White House. To be more precise, she was actually a security assistant, because Sarah huntson was also in charge of an eight person security team around the female assistants.
Jennifer's mother, Carol Leibold, is also in San Francisco.
After Simon came, the other side didn't disturb their world again.
The rebolds are very enterprising people, and Carol rebalde can't always be with Jennifer. Simon arranged for her to work as a legal adviser for igritte.
When preparing dinner, Simon gave Doris Fletcher a holiday, who always showed up intentionally or unintentionally, and told the other party to come back tomorrow morning. The maids of the Westeros were well treated, and there was another place besides the villa.
The female assistant lets Simon arrange the trifles around her. She is a little puzzled about the man who just sent Doris away, but she doesn't ask much.
After a simple dinner, they nestled together in the home theater to watch Superman.
Because of pregnancy, the female assistant will not go out during this period.
So until more than ten o'clock in the evening, after a careful intimacy and a bath, the woman beside him had already fallen asleep. Simon heard a slight knock on the door and got out of bed quietly.
Outside the bedroom door was Sarah huntson, apparently still at work in a lady's suit.When Simon pulled up the door, Sarah said, ”Mr. Bennett has just called. Doris is in a park and
Sarah huntson also wanted to introduce the details. Simon stopped her and said, ”just stay here.”
Huntson nodded and said nothing more.
Come to the front yard, there is already a black car waiting, Simon got on the car, do not need to explain, the driver in the front row to start the car.
Along the road between Woodside mountains, it winds northward to the emerod villa area bordering Woodside District, and finally drives into a quiet park at the foot of the mountain.
There are no street lights. When the car drives into the park, the lights are also turned off, but the light from the city is enough to see the surroundings.
A moment later, the car stopped.
Right in front of the view, beside a road leading to the western mountains, a conspicuous white car was parked there, with five or six figures nearby.
Simon got out of the car and walked over. Neil Bennett met him. The others took the initiative to disperse.
When he came to the white car, Simon looked in through the open window. There was a man and a woman sitting in the front cab. On the co driver was her maid Doris Fischer. It seemed that Simon, a middle-aged white man in his forties, knew in advance that his name was rod McKenna, a paparazzi who used to work for the Los Angeles herald in Los Angeles.
The Los Angeles Herald is a newspaper owned by the Hurst group, which went bankrupt because of poor management last year. Despite the name ”Herald,” the Los Angeles Herald is actually a tabloid.
There was still some anesthetic smell in the car. Simon didn't look at it much and soon looked back.
Neil Bennett and Simon look back from the car and point to some things on the hood.
Simon walked over, and the first thing he could see was an open suitcase with stacks of banknotes in it. Neil Bennett whispered, ”one million dollars.”
Simon just, um, turned to the expected pile of cameras and wiretaps next to the suitcase, including a pile of developed photos.
As Simon fiddled with it with great interest, Neil Bennett took the initiative to explain, ”it's all here, including the two copies of Doris's hiding. I'm sure nothing else is missing.”
Simon finally nodded.
One million dollars is really a big deal. No wonder the maid who has paid enough for herself will be attracted. Although Simon thinks it's stupid to do so, he probably never has enough greed. Maybe he feels lucky enough not to be found out.
Without thinking too much about the journey of his maid, Simon looked at the two comatose people in the carriage and said to Neil Bennett, ”let Martin dinam and both of them go to New York. I'll give them a week. If they can't find enough, they don't have to come back.”