This is a gossip from the grapevine.

The full text is written with a long nonsense, which can be summed up in one sentence.

Claire, the daughter of a real estate tycoon?? Hathaway joined an alphabet club in Chicago.

The candid shots of the accompanying pictures have low pixels, and the background is at night, so the face can't be seen clearly.

The authenticity of this kind of news is indeed difficult to discern.

However, this kind of gossip news has a high eye-catching rate, and it is frequently forwarded by various small online media, so it will be searched for a lot.

In order to avoid omissions, Ronan also went to investigate, and it was completely news chasing after the wind and shadows, and there was no official refutation of rumors.

Time passed quickly, and four days passed in a blink of an eye.

The three of them live in a hotel, and in addition to shopping and eating all day long, it is the rhythm of playing around.

On the evening of September 4, Ronan received a call from the old butler.

It turns out that Claire Hathaway has only recently learned that Ronan has come to Chicago and invited him to a party at Hammer Manor tomorrow night.

When Ayuya heard that it was a party, she said she didn't want to participate.

She spent most of her childhood on the island, and was neither experienced nor interested in the gatherings of these so-called elites.

To put it bluntly, it is social phobia, which is not suitable for such occasions.

After Tamamo learned about Ayuya's experience, he took the initiative to stay and accompany him.

In social situations like this, she is familiar with the road.

It's just that going will be too dazzling and steal the demeanor of the party owner.

Ronan didn't force it and went to the banquet alone.

Given that Claire?? Hathaway is the designated heroine in the third act, and she is Roosevelt's old mandarin duck score.

In order to get close to her and use charm to get information, it may be a better choice to go alone.

On the old housekeeper's side, it shouldn't be the initiative to poke through his mouth.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Ronan received a call, left his hotel room, and got into a special car.

The driver started his engine and headed north of downtown Chicago.

Between Northwestern University and the Botanical Garden, it is one of Chicago's affluent neighborhoods.

It is surrounded by greenery and beautiful villas abound.

Located on the edge of Lake Bischegan, Hanmer Estate is a vast area with a great view.

From a distance, the towering white corners of the houses resemble a tall tower.

The brick wall was covered with dark green ivy.

A short time later, the sedan stopped outside the gate of the manor.

Outside the gate, many luxury cars are parked and are queuing up to enter.

The bodyguard at the door was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his face was cold.

They took the initiative to come forward and check the invitations.

Not everyone is qualified to enter such an occasion.

Ronan doesn't have to worry about these things.

The driver will hand over the invitation, and when the inspection is completed, he will gently step on the accelerator and slowly drive in.

When the car stopped, Ronan opened the door and walked out.

Most of the courtyards are decorated in white classical style, which is very simple and elegant.

Inside the hall, the lights are bright.

Ronan straightened his tie and walked inside.

Before you even enter the hall, you can smell the special aroma of red wine, grilled meat and cinnamon in the air.

These invited people gathered in small groups, each standing in different corners and whispering.

Ronan hadn't seen Hathaway tonight, so he took a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand and chose a random window spot.

The stained glass inlaid next to it depicts a religious picture, which is full of style.

Some people are like fireflies in the night.

No matter where you are, it's so dazzling.

Before the banquet officially began, many socialites came to talk.

They all puffed out their chests, trying to make the two taels look more attractive.

If Shuai is a crime, I should be sentenced to life imprisonment.

Ronan thought so, smiling, and politely declined the request for a phone.

There are more and more customers in the hall, and many places seem crowded.

Only Ronan is here, with the exception.

In addition to him, the inner and outer three floors are women.

Even if Ronan politely refused, they were still reluctant to leave, wanting to take a closer look at it twice.

Everyone has a love for beauty, not to mention a beautiful man with super high appearance.

Such a situation made Ronan invisibly pull a lot of same-sex hatred.

Fortunately, the meeting began quickly, and everyone's attention was slightly distracted.

Claire, the host of today's banquet?? Hathaway wore a long red silk dress, which was as hot as fire.

The longer skirt well conceals the shortcomings of her figure.

The bangs have been adjusted to make the face appear less big.

After she announced the official start of the banquet, she took a small wine glass, squeezed through the 'protective circle' created by the female guests, and walked straight to Ronan.

"I haven't seen you in years, but you're more handsome. ”

Staring at her ruby lipstick, Ronan smiled and put down the champagne in his hand.

"Let's go, Claire, I have something to talk to you about. ”

Hathaway smiled, and the female guest made her debut in amusement, and asked the hostess of the night to take him away.

Ronan followed her to the outside of the arcade at the edge of the hall.

There is a constant stream of guests all around, and even in the arcade, it is not easy to show off your charm.

"What's the matter?"

Ronan looked at the other party, not afraid that she would misunderstand, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There are still too many people here." ”

Hathaway's eyes moved a little, and she suddenly realized.

There was a hint of provocation in his eyes, and his little finger flicked lightly: "Come up with me." ”

The two of them came to the second floor under the eyes of a group of guests.

Click.

Enter the room and close the heavy door.

The soundproofing is very good, and the noise in the hall is at least half reduced.

There were no lights on in the house, and the bright moonlight poured in through the windows, which was very emotional.

Da-da-da-da.

Ronan was about to cast his charm when he heard footsteps walking in the corridor on the second floor, and stopped.

A normal heroine, as long as it's not a monster, it's not the blood of the old gods, it's just an ordinary person.

With Ronan's current mental power, he can be directly charmed.

However, the charm will last for a while, and the return to mode can't read the file, so it's best not to be disturbed by outsiders.

"What's wrong?"

Hathaway leaned in, and a distinctive perfume scent rushed to her nose.

Ronan pursed his lips and looked out the door: "I want to change the space to be more private, there are still too many people here." ”

This sentence is sexually suggestive.

Ronan didn't think to excuse himself, and the misunderstanding was a misunderstanding.

He just needs a space to be alone and undisturbed, so that he can use his charm and ask for information.

Hathaway was so close that she was about to stick up.

Suddenly, she lifted her left leg and clamped it around Ronan's waist, and took the initiative to pull his right hand and hold it on her left thigh.

The breath became a little rapid: "What, isn't this private enough here?"

In the face of seduction, Ronan seems to be a battle-hardened veteran.

Whether it is his demeanor or his movements, he does not seem to be chaotic at all: "Of course, it is not enough. ”

"Huh. ”

Hathaway chuckled and retracted her legs.

She opened the door, and the influx of white light shone on her face: "Come with me." ”

Ronan stepped forward and followed her out of the hall.

After walking through the courtyard, the two of them went to the second-floor bedroom of another building.

Smack.

This time, Hathaway turned on the lights in the room.

She walked over to the big white bed, picked up a small pink remote and threw it over.

"A little gift for you. ”

Ronan caught it empty-handed, staring at the gear switch of the remote control with a strange expression.

He pressed it.

"Hmm~"

Hathaway suddenly arched her body and snorted.

Inside the long skirt like fire, there was a faint humming whisper......

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