[Titanic] Harbor

Carl didn't answer Erica's words.At this time, he was having a pleasant conversation with a gentleman next to him.As a shrewd businessman, he might lose his mind on Ruth at certain times, but the place where he loses his mind does not include dining tables and all public places.

As long as Erica didn't ask him by name, he would never take the initiative to answer the question.Even everyone present knew that Erica was asking Carl.

Seeing Carl's cunning refusal to answer, Erica had no choice but to return to the topic just now: "Then Ruth, I congratulate you first. Money is such a good thing, you see, we can sit here , enjoying all of this, it's all about money. So—" She held up her glass of wine

"Respect the money!"

"Respect the money!"

A true businessman is never shy about admitting that he is rich, of course, only when necessary.

Everyone raised the wine glasses in their hands one after another, and after saying this, they drank the wine in the glasses together.

The small crisis at the beginning was passed smoothly.The topic returned to the weather.Even the few Americans who were present cooperated with each other and began to talk about the weather.

Several gentlemen present began to discuss political issues.Ladies, it's time to talk about fashion jewelry.Ruth was pulled by Karl to ask questions, and occasionally her mother would also say a few words.

Jake was alone, seemingly neglected at the dinner table.

Because people always hope to find a reason to get together, and when everyone gets together, that reason is often not so important.

Erica sat next to Jack to see that he didn't show any aggrieved by the cold reception of everyone.

She too was ignored.So at this time, she simply buried herself in these delicious foods.

——The foie gras newly served by the valet tastes quite good, and the slices of French baguettes are just right.

Of course, you should pay attention to the right amount. If you stay on a dish for too long, you may lose your appetite for the next dish.

“Life in first class is a godsend!”

Jack also tasted the foie gras comfortably, and he sighed softly to Erica who was sitting next to him. "You've been living this life, how does it feel?"

"It should be numbness." Erica tasted the apple pie. She had a formulaic smile, but the content of her answer seemed a little radical: "It's like being in a cage. If you keep it for a long time, you won't be able to fly. gone."

"Have you always felt this way? Then why don't you resist!" Jack lowered his voice, but it sounded a little bit aggrieved for Erica.

Of course, he was not only complaining about Erica, but more about Ruth.

"Why do people who yearn for freedom fall into prison? Why do people who yearn for love have to be bound by money and power?" Jack cut open the steak in his hand vigorously, "Miss Erica, you are willing to live a mediocre life like this. Live like a string puppet!"

Erica popped the apple pie into her mouth with a fork.

Not bad, the taste is dense, and the aroma of open apples fills the mouth.Sweet out a feeling of happiness.

When she heard Jack's angry words, she replied a little funny: "It's not all like that. We all yearn for a better life. But in the process, we can't give up what we have because of some boring people. But· ··”

Erica changed the subject, and winked at Jack slyly: "But I'm sure Miss Ruth doesn't think so. She shouldn't be confined in a cage that can't turn over, especially after she knows how to be free." After the taste."

This is why Erica yearns for Ruth's pursuit, but she doesn't do it herself.

Two people are different.She envied Ruth, and she was only envious.

During the discussion between the two, people at the dining table were already discussing the collection of paintings.

Ruth highlights to everyone a little-known Mr. Van Gogh.

Erica knew who he was.Because the name of this person is far more famous than others say, especially in later generations.

But others clearly disagree.One lady even said bluntly: "Miss Ruth, please stop showing Karl's love for you in front of us. I really envy you, after all, my husband never buys things for me that have no investment value. "

Ruth blushed and wanted to refute, but Mrs. Bucket held her hand tightly.The mother and daughter tugged for a while under the heavy tablecloth.

In the end, Mrs. Bucket managed to suppress her daughter.

"It doesn't have to be like this. I think great works always need someone with a discerning eye when they don't show their fame."

"Miss Erica thinks Miss Ruth has a good eye?"

"Of course. You may think that Miss Ruth's insight is reflected in her engagement with her fiancé. But I think... Madam, why did you draw the painting before you saw Van Gogh's paintings?" Judgment?"

"Ah!" The other party caught Erica's words and said mockingly: "Perhaps you think that I, like Mrs. Bucket, lack the so-called 'wisdom of discovery'."

This lady is a good friend of Mrs. Bucket. What he said was a bit aggressive, but it also seemed that Erica's previous behavior was out of style.

Erica hadn't figured out how to answer her question for a while.She fell into a brief silence.

wait.At a glance just now, she seemed to see a familiar figure thinking of her coming.

Now, the unknown lady is going to pursue the victory.It seems that getting Erica out of the social circle is what she most hopes to achieve.If she had a thinner skin, she might not have the courage to attend any public banquet.

But Erica wasn't like that.

How could it be possible to defeat her with just a few words?

"Hey! Mr. Green!" Carl suddenly said, he stood up, and stopped Green who was about to walk past them.

The latter stopped in his tracks.

Erica looked up. Green was taller than Carl.In imposing manner, one is arrogant while the other is majestic.It's like the difference between a prince and a king.Karl was suppressed in terms of momentum, but he himself was not aware of it. Visually speaking, it was very entertaining.

"Ah!" Green seemed to have just discovered Karl and the others, with a familiar smile on his face: "Mr. Karl, I didn't expect you to remember me as a little guy."

"Oh! Mr. Green, you are not a small person. If a Privy Councilor is a small person, he is ridiculous! Now that we are here, let's have lunch together."

"It's an honor." Green smiled.After making a slight gesture to the ladies sitting, the male servant lifted out of the seat knowingly. "Please help me move there."

Green pointed to Erica's side, a not-so-big gap.This made everyone present a little puzzled.

"Long time no see, Miss Erica." Green landed beside Erica.

Aliaka nodded.Green's sudden insertion interrupted the conversation just now.But as far as Green himself is concerned, who can match the current smooth man with the previous indifference?

But that's Green's mask.He can chat and laugh with anyone when he needs to.So, he could be a Privy Councilor.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Green." Erica greeted Green, wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin.

"Good afternoon, Miss Dalton." One morning was enough for him to figure out all the information about the 'savior' last night.

"If I were you, I definitely wouldn't come out this morning...to express myself." Erica returned to him the cold reception she had received from Green before.

"Perhaps I can understand that you are concerned about my body. Thank you very much. But I am much better now, and there is no big problem for some simple banquets. The truth is, if I don't show up, Maybe you're embarrassed, Miss Erica."

"Thank you so much for your rescue!" Erica said through gritted teeth, "I believe that no one would have thought that you would have such a sweet little pet."

In fact, Erica originally meant to talk about stupid pets.But since she doesn't yet know what the pet's owner feels about the rat, the presumptuous assessment may backfire.

"Of course. Although Su Ke has caused me a lot of trouble, things are always moving in the right direction." Green replied with a smile.

"Mr. Green? Do you know Miss Erica?" Although the previous lady was interrupted by someone who joined suddenly, if it was a rich man who interrupted her, it would not be so unbearable.

"I think that's right. She still has the grace to save my life!" Green replied half-truthfully.

"Oh! It's really..." Carl cried out.

At this time, the servant brought the tableware, and then retreated considerately.

Jack showed a horrible expression.He was a bit exaggerated, obviously wanting Green to ask him about Erica afterwards.

Erica scoffed at that too.

The acting is exaggerated and lacks highlights.Carl is too arrogant.What makes him think that others must follow the script he wrote.

Although she doesn't know much about this Mr. Green yet, given some of his performances, she can at least be sure that Green will not play cards according to common sense.

Green became ruthless to himself.Obviously she was about to die when she fell ill yesterday, but she still appeared in front of everyone without changing her face today.A man who doesn't show his flaws is terrifying.

"Erica is very well dressed today. If it wasn't for... I might not be able to resist inviting you to be my dance partner!" Green said casually.

But Erica felt it had an ulterior motive.Because after Green finished speaking, except for Ruth, all the women who were working, regardless of age, cast jealous eyes on her.

"Perhaps I should also look up to you in terms of dressing up, since your...makeup is really...perfect!" She simply leaned close to Green's ear, mocking him pretending to be intimate.

Green is definitely wearing makeup!

Absolutely!right!

Seeing that his face is normal today, his cheeks are still glowing with a healthy red light.How can it be?It takes only a few hours for a sick person to be healthy to such an extent.

Erica imagined maliciously, the way Mr. Green was smearing in front of the mirror this morning.Thinking of this, she suddenly imagined a very 'beautiful' scene.