The top of fame and fortune [Comprehensive British and American]

Downstairs in Parker's old apartment, Peter couldn't believe his guess for a while.

But if this is the truth, based on Peter's years of knowing Harry, he may not want anyone to notice it.After all, at least for now, Erica probably only sees Harry as 'an underage boy who has a good relationship with Peter'.

Peter speculates that if Harry confesses his intentions to Erica at this moment, there will be almost no surprises-not only will he get a refusal answer, but it may also lead to further estrangement between the two.

So, at least until Harry comes of age, it's an almost hopeless relationship that's going to remain a secret.

So Peter had to pretend he didn't know.

He quickened his pace, passed Aunt May and Erica, and walked towards his friend, "Hi Harry, I'm glad you finally got time to come back from Oxfordshire."

Following his voice, Erika cast her eyes on where Harry was standing. From a distance, she saw a tall and thin boy wearing a dark suit and a classic black woolen coat. Behind him was a limousine. It was extremely cold in New York on a winter night. , but he was standing outside the car.

Under the street lights in the middle of the night, Harry Osborn's pale face due to the freezing temperature gave him a strange morbid beauty.

"I just arrived in New York a few hours ago. I was attending a dinner near Forest Hills, Queens tonight. I happened to pass by here." Harry's voice was calm and introverted, explaining very naturally the reason why he appeared downstairs at Parker's house late at night.

But in the limousine behind him, the professional drivers and private guards who have worked for the Osborne family for many years obviously don't agree with what Master Osborne said——

When they arrived at Kennedy International Airport in the evening, the only instruction given by the heir to the business empire who suddenly returned from England was to 'drive to Parker's house immediately'.

But the Parker house was empty, so the young but extremely powerful Mr. Osborne began to wait for hours.And at night when the temperature was so low, he insisted on standing outside the car and waiting.

This made the driver and the guards very worried. If Harry Osborn fell ill, would they lose their jobs? In addition to worrying, they couldn't help wondering whether the heir to the Osborn empire was a bit self-tortured fault.

At this moment, the driver and the private guard were even more confused, and the incident of "what the boss is thinking" happened——

Harry Osborn bid farewell to Peter after such a short sentence, "It's too late, I shouldn't bother."

He narrowed his eyes, trying to control them so they didn't fall on Erica.

And in the gaze he couldn't restrain just now, Harry noticed that Erica was shivering slightly from the cold, and the tired and sleepy look on her face.

This led him to say goodbye to Peter almost immediately—

She should go back to her warm home to rest as soon as possible, instead of standing on the street on a freezing winter night and having to say hello to him out of courtesy.

Perhaps Erica would allow him into the house for a cup of coffee, and thus would take more of her time just to greet him politely about his tedious Oxford life.And this would probably delay her bedtime tonight by at least two hours.

Harry seems to have completely forgotten at this time, when he found out about the so-called dating report in the "New York Daily News" more than ten hours ago, how tough he was to report to Oxford Lior College and his father Norman Oss. Ben called to request an immediate withdrawal from the biomedical research program for the winter break.

And during the next flight, and the long waiting process downstairs at Parker's house, how did he plan and deliberately imagine more than ten ways to try to pry Erica out without any trace, whether she is really there? Date Wayne or Stark.

But now, it's just because of her coldness and sleepiness, and his whole day's ups and downs, it seems that it doesn't matter for a moment.

He didn't even have a word with her tonight.

And Erica stood dozens of feet away, and could only see Harry Osborn entering the car without stopping for almost a second after saying goodbye to Peter.

The next moment, the limousine was started and passed her by.

Through the dark one-way window, what Erika couldn't know was——

Harry Osborn was staring at her for a long time without restraint, and under his soft blond hair, there was an unconcealable loss, depression, and secret fanaticism in his pair of blue eyes, even morbidity.