[Comprehensive English and American] Please speak human words

A conflicted heart feed son doubt and confusion. It will make you question your path, your tactics, your motives. When you stare head and darkness is all you see. Only reason and determination can pull you back from the abyss.

A conflicted mind full of questions and confusion can make you doubt the ideal path, strategy and motivation you have chosen.When you look up and see nothing but darkness, only reason and determination can pull you out of the abyss.

Gloria threw the phone back on the table, looking at the pill box hesitantly. After returning to the room, she slowly regained her composure. Emotionally, she hoped that the sedatives would be able to repel the damn uneasiness, but rationally On—she didn't want to quit heroin and become addicted to the drug.

"Tuk-tuk--" a knock on the door interrupted her battle between heaven and man.

Gloria opened the door, looked at the face outside the door, and smiled perfunctorily: "Hi, Odd."

"I need a sincere smile." The handsome blond man pinched her face directly, and Gloria had to compromise: "My dear brother, you are so handsome and charming." She blinked her eyes lightly, gray blue Her charming eyes were stained with a smile, and her round red lips were slightly curved and sweet to the bone.

The blond man raised his eyebrows: "Do you really think so?" Mr. Aldrich Rockefeller looked at his youngest sister and smiled.

When Gloria was smiling stiffly, Aldridge motioned her to look to the left, and she turned around to find Connie standing in the stairwell.

Connie obviously wanted to talk to her, and Odd finally let go: "Would you like to talk to her, babygirl?"

Connie raised a smile: "Leah."

Gloria, of course, couldn't stand talking with Connie in the stairwell, and invited the two in. She took a bottle of sparkling apple champagne from the wine rack and poured two glasses of wine.

The golden sparkling wine reflected in the crystal glass is very beautiful, but neither of these two glasses belonged to her, one belonged to Aldrich, and the other handed to Connie: "Dear, you like apple bubbles."

As for herself, she poured herself a soda—her Valium was no booze.There was also a glass of champagne on the table that she brought at the party, which she didn't drink, of course.

Connie took it and saw the medicine box on the dressing table at a glance. She pursed her lips and said with a tense expression, "Leah, did you go to London because—"

"It has nothing to do with other things. Studying in London is a long-awaited itinerary." Gloria interrupted her.

Connie fell into a certain mood and said to herself, "I should go to Miami to watch the Super Bowl that day."

"If I hadn't asked you to accompany me to Georgia Tech to visit the ASDL Aeronautical Laboratory, you wouldn't have encountered such a terrible thing."

"Why would I get drunk at a bar and ask you to pick me up."

"That split personality lynched you," she said, on the verge of a breakdown. "God! He even injected you with heroin!"

Gloria rested her left arm on her chest, "Honey, that's over." She held Connie's arm to comfort her, "As for the aftermath of this incident—"

The corner of Gloria's mouth rose: "I will solve it, you should trust me." She is more inclined to take the initiative to solve it than to blame herself in the memory like a trapped animal.

It may be that her expression is too convincing. She has never been able to convince anyone. Connie calmed down, but she still held her hand tightly, "Leah, what can I do for you? Please tell me."

"You really can," Gloria said with a smile as she helped her straighten the wrinkles of the gown, "Stop feeling guilty about it, Dear."

Her comforting words made Connie feel more guilty. She wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the call. She put down the phone: "I'm afraid we should go to the banquet hall."

Gloria pointed to the skirt on her body: "I may need to change clothes, you go there first, have a glass of champagne with your boys or something."

Connie was amused by her, and leaned closer to hug her: "Leah, if there is anything you need, please tell me, no matter what it is."

Gloria leaned against the door frame and watched Connie walk down the steps. Aldrich stood aside and looked at her. Before she could rush him, he asked: "Why forgive her? Although Connie Carter is not the perpetrator, but emotionally It’s inevitable to have a grudge.”

Gloria raised her hand to straighten her hair, "Her father is still a big figure in the executive office of the president, and I don't need to make trouble with her because of a problem that has been almost perfectly solved."

"I thought it was because she was your closest friend." Gloria stopped and frowned at him, and Aldridge lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, and then—

He pinched Gloria's left cheek: "For the sake of being so cute, I forgive your duplicity."

"Boy, if you continue to bully my girl, you will become the representative of the Rockefeller Foundation in Mexico tomorrow morning." An elegant and deep female voice sounded.

"Teresa!" Gloria had already embraced the beautiful woman.

Aldrich rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and looked at the woman in front of him: tall and tall over five feet nine inches, with beautiful blond hair, gray mysterious eyes, well, a powerful queen.

Teresa Rockefeller, his sister.

Aldrich, who is used to being ignored, rolled his eyes: "Hey! There is another brother!" He said and wanted to squeeze in between the two, but was ignored again, and could only follow the two women into the room in frustration.

Gloria changed into a dress. The simple black skirt became courtly dreamy because of the white gauze sleeves. She stood in the cloakroom and looked at herself in the mirror, then turned around and asked Teresa, "Will it be too exaggerated?"

Teresa was a little taller than her, and she flicked Leah's hair to reveal her elf-like pointed ears, then looked into the full-length mirror: "sosweet."

"Ding—" The mobile phone on the dressing table received a new email.

Gloria thought it was Connie urging her to go down, but when she turned on the screen, she found out that Dr. Lecter had sent her a candidate for a London psychiatrist—Professor Moriarty.

"Button—" There was a knock on the door outside the cloakroom.

Aldrich leaned against the door and praised: "Very beautiful, babygirl." He nodded his watch and said, "We should go out, since Mrs. Rockefeller can't wait to see her little daughter."

Leah readily agreed, after all, she hoped that Mrs. Rockefeller could explain to her about the British roommate in detail.But things were obviously not going very well. In the golden hall with shining lights, Mrs. Rockefeller was busy with socializing, and the person who seemed to have a good conversation was a member of Congress.

Gloria wasn't about to interrupt a discussion between the two bigwigs about Rockefeller Philanthropy Advisory's coverage of African philanthropy, and in fact she never participated in any conversations about the family business. The non-sole designated heir of the addicted family should not pose any threat to her siblings. She needs to act as an ignorant and superficial little bitch dutifully. She wears beautiful clothes every day to appear on the magazine column of the celebrity street shoot, sit in the front row of the fashion week and smile or Is it enough to have a witty conversation with fans on Facebook and show off the blonde beauty's personal charm, and join in the active discussion of family decisions?Oh God, that would just lead her into an endless, passive power struggle.

Unlike in the past, Teresa and Audrey, who were supposed to be busy, did not stay in the banquet hall, but accompanied Leah to the pool party where most young people were. The little princess of the Rockefeller family loves all prom parties, but At this time, she looked at the handsome chocolate guy Morgan by the swimming pool with a lively atmosphere, but she could only sigh - the London apartment and the British roommate had obviously made all her themed parties go to God.

"Babygirl, I noticed that you seem to be in a low mood, would you like to talk to me?" Odd asked considerately.

"I wish my mum could explain my decision about flats and flatmates in the UK." Leah's sweet smile seemed insincere, especially as she noticed that her schoolmates had even set up a makeshift beach volleyball court by the pool She's having a great time, and she's about to lose her chance to hold a London dance—a big, villa (villa) instead of a flat (apartment) where she lives.

Odd raised his eyebrows: "Apartment? British roommate?"

"Yes, British roommate." Leah watched Odd's expression become funny, as if it was difficult to endure to not burst out laughing, "sweet, I think this British roommate has become the Englishman you hate the most at this time, He made your dance go to waste."

"And my sojourn in London with no friends or relatives, free as air, God! Roommate? I hate him!"

Odd tried to comfort her: "eh...we should believe in mother's decision, she may have made you, eh, let you—" Well, he couldn't think of a good reason for the time being.

"OK, thank you for not blurting it out so that I can experience a friendly group life, my kind brother." If it wasn't for seeing her friend Connie talking to two boys standing ten meters away, Leah would really want to ignore her image rolled his eyes.

Connie seemed to be flirting with the redhead Nelson Miller, but the girl's eyes were fixed on the handsome platinum-blonde boy who came with Nelson from time to time, and Gloria had to admit that he Far beyond the charming charm of his peers, I am afraid that just relying on his deep and magnetic RP voice is enough to drive American girls crazy, not to mention the mysterious old-fashioned aristocratic temperament on him.

Lia was not caught in this unique charm at this time, she thought abnormally about her British roommate in London—maybe he would be a charming British gentleman?Oh, I hope so, then she hates a little less, eh, or a lot less.

When she was thinking wildly, she found that the British boy was toasting and smiling at her, ah, he was like Draco Malfoy who had never experienced a hairline deviation and turned into a rough guy, Gloria was amused by her own discovery , the curvature of the round red lips is beautiful and fascinating.

Teresa suddenly said, "In fact, there is a reason for Mom's decision, and it's something you can't refuse." Before Leah could speak, Odd asked curiously, "An undeniable reason to give up the Rockefeller mansion and move into a shared apartment is really Amazing."

"—Safety," Teresa's gray eyes were full of love, "What Leah needs most is safety. In fact, that apartment may be the safest place in the British Empire." After all, the Chinese government that is equivalent to the British government The young man planted countless MI221 agents around [-]b Baker Street, London.

Leah was surprised: "The security is the highest——"

"Bang——" There was a loud noise by the swimming pool, and everyone stopped after being subconsciously frightened, and a few timid girls even screamed.

The instigator of the loud noise was a strong quarterback. Harry, a brown-haired boy, explained loudly in embarrassment: "Sorry, I accidentally broke this volleyball."

"Oh man, you're better suited for football!"

"Haha, our strong quarterback boy!"

Everyone laughed happily, and the atmosphere was warm. No one noticed the actions of the three masters in the corner, or they could only see the loving embrace of the Rockefeller brothers and sisters, and his brother Odd was whispering something in Lia's ear, oh, what a beautiful picture .

In fact, Odd was supporting the dizzy Lia so that her legs would not slip. The damn loud noise made her nervous and anxious.

"Baby, it's just an accident, it won't hurt you."

"Lia, look at me, I'm here, no one can hurt you." Teresa grabbed the girl's hand tightly.

"Teresa——" the blond girl's slender, white hands had cyan veins faintly visible, her voice contained a trace of unshakable panic, but she was not talking about the fright at this time, "Teresa, I'm going to that apartment. "

Odd was stunned for a moment, and Leah repeated to Teresa, "That safe one - Apartment 221B Baker Street, London."