[Titanic] Harbor

Erica looked at Mrs. Dalton's smug expression, as if the baron was going to marry herself.

She opened her mouth to say something to Mrs. Dalton, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Mr. Dalton may have accepted this result. If he, as the head of the Dorton family, has made up his mind, then Erica has no place to appeal even if she wants to appeal.

It seems that many people hope that she will get married soon.

She took a deep breath and smiled at Mrs. Dalton: "Mom, I think we should go back down below. This is a charity gala. I remember you haven't donated yet, have you? Don't miss it." The most exciting part."

Before, several gentlemen were upstairs, so Mrs. Dalton was also late, which was not conspicuous.But now that everyone has gone down, if Mrs. Dalton is still up there, it will be easily misunderstood by others as being cash-strapped.

"So did you accept my proposal?" Mrs. Dalton asked, "Would your mother lie to you?"

Erica felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart.She sighed, and then fixed her loose hair: "Of course, I have to trust you and Dad, right? You are my relatives, and you will not lie to me."

She opened the door, the music downstairs had stopped, and the banquet was about to enter the process of fundraising, "Hurry up, Mom, I hope we don't miss the most important link."

They walked downstairs together, showing intimacy, a touching picture of a mother and daughter reunited.

But still something is different.Erica did not stand by Tom's side, but continued to attend the banquet as Miss Erica Dalton.

Interested people have already discovered this problem.Although they were a little curious about the absence of the previous few people together.But there are some things that are best not known.

"A beauty is a disaster, isn't it?" Xio didn't know when she arrived at the banquet.

Although he couldn't explain the previous question very well, his life-saving grace to Green was absolutely true.Green is still training him, and his assistant will also be brought on invitations to these banquets.

"Isn't that what you want to see?" It was Ren who spoke to Hugh.His beard has become his trademark, and even attending a banquet did not allow him to rest his beard.

"These words are not very subtle." Xio smiled happily, and drank the red wine in the glass, "This is what we all want to see. Don't act like you are staying out of it, my respected Mr. 'Black'*. "

"You'd better not say this in public." Ren was nervous because of Hugh's words, and this expression flashed on his rough face for a short moment.He quickly looked around to make sure that no one could hear the conversation between the two.

Green stood far away from them, and the person standing next to Green was Tom.They seem to be discussing something, but at this kind of public banquet, no one expects these two giants to discuss any secret matters.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief.He drained the champagne in his glass as if venting, then smiled and said to Hugh in a threatening tone: "Listen, young man. When it's done, you will get the agreed payment, but my Patience is limited. I think you'd better not waste time with me here, with this strength, you might as well think about how to make Green fail in the trial!"

"Of course. We are the ultimate winners." He took back the glass from Rennes, walked to the table not far away, put the empty glass away, and took two more glasses of red wine from the table.

He walked back and handed one of the cups to Rennes, "Let's make an early toast to our upcoming victory."

Ren frowned. Hugh was a little crazy, but he was still useful, and he was not easy to turn his face. He picked up the wine glass reluctantly, and touched his lips.

Xio finished the red wine in the glass.His complexion became very rosy, and he smelled of alcohol.

The representatives of the organizers of the banquet read aloud under the crystal chandelier in the middle of the hall-the initiative of their charities and the gratitude performance of some families of the victims.

The violin group of the band played sad music, and against the backdrop of this background music, the gorgeous and happy side of the dance officially came to an end.People stood in place, meditating in silence, their eyes fixed on the ground, their expressions heavy.It's just that their colorful outfits don't fit the theme.

When the music was over, Green and Tom each donated five thousand dollars, and most of the high-ranking nobles also donated this amount.Few people donated huge sums of money, but among the celebrities and gentry who attended the banquet, there were no particularly shabby donations.

The host of the banquet was very pleasantly surprised after receiving the statistics list. He repeatedly expressed his thanks to those present at the meeting, and explained the channel to inquire about the purpose of the donation.

In the early hours of the morning, the banquet ended perfectly, and the men and women dispersed separately.

Erica took Mrs. Dalton's arm and left the venue.

"This is really too expensive. I mean the thousand dollars donated." Mrs. Dalton resisted sending the check when she signed it out, but when she faced her daughter, she still couldn't help complaining: "If If you hadn't disappeared in New York, I wouldn't have come to the United States to spare a big circle just to send money to a charity!"

"It doesn't have much to do with me. Even if I don't go to work, well, it looks like I'm missing to you. Dad's going to make a donation like that anyway."

She comforted Mrs. Dalton, and by the way put aside her own relationship: "The scene that day was really terrible. Those who survived that incident were willing to give anything. And those who received the donation themselves have all died. Not anymore. We're just helping their families."

"Oh, dear. It's so bad to make you think about that." Mrs. Dalton's feelings are very delicate, and Erica's few words of description seem to be able to empathize with her, and she can't bear the pain.

"But there is good news." Mrs. Dalton's feelings come and go quickly.She and Erica got into the car, and then leaned into Erica's ear with a little pride, and said to Erica: "When your father came, he gave me a thousand pounds. And I converted it into Dollars. You see, for the same thousand, I can save a lot for jewelry."

Erica was stunned by Mrs. Dalton's words!

While she said that the money in the Toton family was very low, she also thought about using the money to support the facade to buy jewelry.This is really terrible!

"Mom, if I remember correctly, Elizabeth and Karl donated three thousand dollars this time!"

"So what? The Hockley family's assets have always been strong, so there's no need for us to compare them, is there?" Mrs. Dalton took out a mirror from her handbag indifferently, and applied her lipstick to the mirror.

"But···"

"Stop it, Erica, I'm so sorry I sent you to New York. Look, you've got those Yankee habits. You've got all the makeup on, so hurry up and fix it. How did I teach you? ?A lady must ensure that her appearance is perfect even after the banquet is over."

Erica feebly took the lipstick handed over by her mother, and fiddled with it in her hand.

She felt that what Mr. Dalton meant was that after converting the thousand pounds into US dollars, the amount could be seen a little bit, and it would be able to play a role in the show.

But Mrs. Dalton made a clever "exchange", and the amount donated by the Dalton family will be counted down on the donation form.The people present don't care about the one thousand dollars, it's the donation amount of the second-class passengers, okay?

New York in the early morning seemed extraordinarily quiet.due to the shipwreck.This season's social activities seem to have suffered from a cold winter, and have turned into some small private parties or afternoon tea activities.

Therefore, on the streets at this time, there were not many carriages that appeared in the usual early morning to go home after the show.

Erica opened the lipstick, in case Mrs. Dalton urged again.She still had to reluctantly put on makeup for herself.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning when we got off the bus.

Mrs. Dalton got out of the car first, and Erica walked behind her.They were all tired and didn't want to talk anymore.

When Erica was about to enter the house, the driver locked the car door. He walked a few steps quickly, paralleled with Erica, and stuffed a note into Erica's hand.

Erika was frightened away by his movements and woke up from her drowsy state. When she looked up, the coachman had already gone far away.

The feel of the thick paper in her hand made her a little unreal.But following Mrs. Dalton's urging, she quickly stepped into the rented two-storey villa.

The location here is relatively remote, so the rent will be relatively cheap.

The driver hired by Mrs. Dalton was bought by someone, so she became someone else's messenger.The guy who bought the driver, or anyone else, can once again seduce the people around them with money to do anything.

This is very scary.

In this chilly early morning, Erica's last sliver of luck was blown away by the wind, and the Dalton family was not enough to protect her.

But she was not sure who the note in her hand came from.

She hurried into the room, and the cook warmed some sweet soup for them, and prepared some toast, so that Mrs. Dalton, who was attending the banquet, could have a rest.

Under normal circumstances, Mrs. Dalton would only take a small sip of the sweet soup, and then wash up to sleep.

It is still the same tonight.After Mrs. Dalton left, Erica sat alone at the dining table, enjoying the heat of toast and sweet soup under the dim light.

The food warmed her stomach and body a little.

But some things are going to happen.

When the maid was packing the tableware, she also handed Erica a note.She seemed to be doing this kind of thing for the first time, so her expression was a little panicked.

The maid stood next to Erica very uneasy, but didn't say a word, only looked at Erica pitifully with a pair of eyes.

Erica waved helplessly and let the maid go down.These are temporary employers, and there is no guarantee of loyalty.

The second note in her hand felt different from the first one, maybe it wasn't written by the same person.

She probably guessed who it was, after all, she didn't know many people in London.

Erica picked up the lamp on the dining table, put the note in her pocket, and groped her way to the second floor.

Her careless mother forgot to give her a room on the second floor.But that's not a huge deal.She can sleep in the guest room for one night.The conditions here are much better than where she lived before.