[Comprehensive]Dear Lester

But the result was beyond my expectation.

I don't know if what I said to Hannibal yesterday made him think about something, or he contacted us suddenly because he originally had the idea of ​​letting Misha communicate with other people.All in all, we had a great time in Paris.In August, Hannibal took Misha back to England.Later, when Misha and I corresponded, she informed me that she was already studying in a public high school in London.Although Hannibal had always kept Misha by his side before, the one who should teach Misha was still not left behind.Therefore, Misha looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, but in fact, she has completed all the high school courses.

Even through this thin letter paper, I can feel the joy between the lines in her words.

Seeing Misha's smile, no matter how reluctant Hannibal was, he couldn't keep Misha within ten feet of him, right?

The endless years are really boring.Lester and I started traveling the world.This used to be a dream of mine as a human being.Yes, it is the kind of dream that may never be realized in a lifetime.But now that I have really done it, I am longing for a place to put down my roots.This longing intensified over time.

But in the 20s, we still stayed in the United States.Because Leicester started a new movement in his life here.

He bloomed his charm on the stage, his handsome appearance and melodious and charming voice quickly made him popular all over the United States.Almost overnight, people all over the United States knew "Prince"-yes, that was Lester's stage name.Even the so-called real name he told others has become "Lester de Valois".And the prince shouldn't have added a "brat" before, but he acts according to his likes and dislikes.Ever since Leicester "debuted", he has claimed that he is a person who "has a master", and that "lord" refers to me. The major media are also very interested in my identity, but only those who dare to investigate me It was basically solved by Leicester, so my life was hardly affected much... His willful behavior has also become his unique shining character.Over time, those fans who love him began to call him "", oh, there is no doubt that this is a nickname for him.And the achievement of this pet name has to be said to be due to me.

Naturally, I have also been to his concerts a few times.Watching him on the stage, like the king of an empire, manipulating everything, enjoying the admiration others have for him.He is so arrogant, yet so dazzling, the radiance all over his body makes people dare not look directly at him.

Ten years later, I intend to return to France.My parents will meet there.

At this time, they were only in their early twenties.How fun and exciting will this be for me?

Leicester's music career was in full swing, and I was going to go back alone.

And Lester has no objection to that.

I remember that the two days before the departure were sunny days, Leicester had a concert in Los Angeles, and I planned to attend this concert before leaving the United States.It's just that I don't have much cash on me, and the only bank card has some problems and can't be used. I can only find the nearest bank for consultation.I was served by an oriental man. He glanced at my profile and said, "Oh! Miss Su is Chinese!"

"Hmm." Out of politeness, I also asked, "Where is Mr. from?"

He smiled and said, "I'm from Tokyo, Japan. Uh-huh... well, there's nothing wrong with your card, maybe it's a problem with the other party's credit card machine. I don't know if you have anything else to do?"

"Nothing. Thank you." I thanked him, thinking about getting some cash from the ATM outside.

As soon as I stood up, I saw a beautiful blonde girl walking towards me. She is an employee of this bank, aiming for the general manager's office behind me.Meeting my gaze, she smiled politely, extremely energetic and beautiful.I nodded, and when I passed her desk, I saw an old gypsy lady, who was the girl's client, grabbing a handful of candy and stuffing it into her bag.The candy provided by the bank or the store was originally for the customers to eat for free, but this kind of behavior of catching people behind their backs is not too bad, but it is not very good.I paused for a moment, and the blond girl had already come out of the manager's office. Her expression was a little bit bad, as if she was encouraging herself.

The old gypsy lady hurriedly put on the dentures that had been removed, and covered her handbag.

"Ms. Gaenos, I'm really sorry." The blond girl pushed back all the documents to the old lady, "Your mortgage has been delayed twice, and I really can't extend it for you again."

"So you're refusing me, a poor old lady? Please, help me. I'm too old to live in the street!"

"Mrs. Gaenos, I'm really, really sorry."

"Miss, I kneel down and beg you, please!"

After finishing speaking, the old gypsy lady knelt down.The blond girl was greatly frightened, and hurried to help the old lady, but the old lady suddenly grabbed her skirt, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm!The blond girl was immediately petrified, waved the old lady away, and took several steps back.The old lady knelt down earlier, which caused many people to look at the blond girl.She looked like she was in her twenties, and she was a little embarrassed and embarrassed by the puzzled eyes of everyone and the kneeling behavior of the old lady.At this time, I thought she was disgusted, embarrassed, and terrified.

Because the old lady stood up suddenly, and stretched out her hand extremely quickly, her skinny hand bent into a claw shape, aiming at her neck!How can the old lady at this time look as old as before?Without much thought, I went up and grabbed the old lady's hand to stop her behavior.

"Ma'am, this lady is obviously just an employee of the bank. She works for the bank, so she must abide by the rules of the bank. What's more, she said that the bank has delayed the loan period for you twice. It's only three, you don't You should embarrass her again. Either pay the money to pay the loan, or live in your child's home."

"Who are you?" The pupil of the old lady's non-necrotic eye shrank, and I saw some fear in it, but the old lady didn't know what to think of, and said loudly, "What do you know, she She can do it, she is humiliating me!"

At this time, the security guards had arrived, and I let the old lady go.

Gypsies are indeed mysterious, and from the eyes of the old lady, I already understood that she knew my identity.

Although what I just said made her lose face, she didn't target me anymore.

She snapped at the blond girl, "Miss, I'm a lady with a lot of self-respect. But you humiliated me today!"

……Um.This self-respecting lady just sneaked a handful of candy.And her behavior, I don't know if it is bullying.Anyway, after saying these words, she was dragged out of the bank by two tall security guards.

"Thank you." A sincere thank you came from behind.I looked back at the blond girl who was quite frightened but forced herself to be calm.On her chest was a name tag—Christine, Brown.I smiled reassuringly, "You're welcome."

Afterwards Kristen went to the toilet to wash up and I went out too.It's just that I didn't expect to see a man wearing a peaked cap with the brim of the cap extremely low hovering nearby as soon as I arrived at the bank's gate.I uttered a swear word in my heart, thinking that it would be troublesome enough to deal with the local media when I came to a new place.When I left the hotel, I obviously avoided the group of paparazzi, but I was still targeted.While I was hesitating, Christine came out of the toilet. The general manager said something to her, and she went to the desk to pack her things. It seemed that the general manager was sympathetic to her and asked her to leave work early.

Christine took one look at me and said, "Do you need my help?"

My eyes lit up, and I said with a smile, "Miss Brown, I will trouble you then!"

Christine's car was parked in the underground parking lot. I told her about the general situation, and she showed some surprises, and took me to the underground parking lot secretly.She asked: "You are Mrs. Valois?! I didn't expect to see your real face today. You look so good-looking."

"Miss Brown, don't be polite to me, I'm not used to it."

Christine smiled and said, "I have an occupational disease. You can just call me Christine."

"Hmm, you can call me 'Su'."

I don't know if I barely helped Christine out of the siege before, but at this moment, Christine also helped me avoid the paparazzi.The relationship between us is better.On the drive to the hotel, Christine and I talked about a lot of things, but no matter what it was, she seemed to be a very sensitive person.My identity does not allow me to have a deep conversation, so I found the only topic that I could talk about later--Chinese travel strategy and Chinese food strategy.

Before getting out of the car, I hesitated for a while, and said to Christine: "That old gypsy lady, if I'm not wrong, she has some abilities like divination and mind reading." Looking at Chris Ting looked incredulously surprised, and I said, "Christine, I'm not joking with you. Maybe you don't believe me. But just in case, it's best not to go in and out alone during this time."

Christine hesitated for a moment, then said to me, "Okay, thank you, Sue."

I don't know if she listened to my words in the end.The next day, I got a text that confirmed that Kristen didn't believe me at the time, although it's also possible that this sensitive woman didn't bother her boyfriend, or some other friend, to pick her up in the end.

The content of the text message is: Sue, I'm sorry to disturb you, but can I trouble you to spare some time and talk to me about Mrs. Gaynors.