Chapter 1690

Emma treston and her children live in a single family villa on 65th street in the upper east side near Lexington Avenue.

In the eyes of many insiders, this woman, who is simply too lucky to be lucky, has directly quit the fashion circle that has just opened up since she became pregnant last year. After the child was born, she kept a low profile, took care of the child, and quietly opened a small interior design firm, but it was only hidden behind the scenes. In addition, she also assumed some family responsibilities as usual to help Westeros system manage a public welfare fund.

In fact, this is mainly because Emma Reston also knows how lucky she is.

An ordinary small town girl born in central Kansas, in the eyes of the country's upper elites, is the kind of red necked pariah who is not even a middle class, or a more derogatory name, white garbage.

At first, after finishing her studies with a large amount of student loans, Emma Reston came to New York. She just wanted to get a foothold in this big city. She had better marry a good man with her fairly good skin bag.

It is not so easy for any country in any era to break through class.

The closest attempt ended in failure.

Leaving a daughter and a compensation that allows her to finally stop renting a house, but it is a little far from her expectation.

Seeing that he was nearly 30 years old, well, it was only a few years away from 27 at that time, and he was a little self abandoning. He ran to the nightclub to revel. Unexpectedly, he encountered the biggest turning point in his life.

Occasionally when she wakes up in the middle of the night, Emma Reston inevitably doubts whether everything is a dream.

Of course not.

A little guy was conceived in her stomach, and then was born. Then, in the twinkling of an eye, she was one year old. She could call her father when she was seven or eight months old. This is a word she first taught her children. Now, she has not only learned to walk, but also can count from 1 to 10. She dare not take credit at all. She firmly believes that this must be the result of a man's genius gene.

up to now.

Emma Reston wanted nothing but to protect her present life.

As for more

I don't think I'm qualified to ask for more. I'm so greedy that I'm almost punished by God.

What's more, living in the upper east side, she gradually integrates into this circle, and sees many upper east side ladies who seem to be bright on the surface, but actually because men may steal food, because there are a few more wrinkles on their faces, because children's grades in noble schools are not satisfactory, and so on. Emma knows better that, in addition to, Occasionally, I worry about whether my little guy will be as naughty and always make trouble as the son of a lady. It's nothing to drag racing on the street, but what if I hurt myself? Or like another lady's boy, just entering puberty, he doesn't like girls, which makes the devout Catholic couple want to go crazy... These are all foresight. Other, current life is too relaxed.

October 23rd, this is Monday.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Two hours before the seveno'clock birthday party, the man arrived on time, and Emma Reston welcomed the child personally at the door.

After greeting, he hurriedly motioned to the child in his arms.

The little guy named Jack westero called his father obediently. This was indeed the first word he learned, so he was very skilled. However, he didn't get along often after all. For a man, the little boy had a contradictory strangeness and timidity in his heart.

Simon took the child with a smile, held it in his arms, nodded to the housekeeper angrey Davis who also came, walked into the living room, glanced at the warm party dress around, and remembered one thing. He asked Emma: "where's Lisa? Have you sent her back to Kansas?"

Lisa Reston, Emma's daughter, is 3 years old this year.

Simon still knows a lot about the little girl. Or, frankly, Emma was able to gain a competitive advantage from the three girls she met in the 'tunnel' nightclub because she was a single mother.

Um.

Later, when little Jack was born, Simon occasionally remembered that he would not mind reminding women that they could bring up their daughters together.

There's really nothing to mind.

In contrast, Simon subconsciously cares more about his irresponsible mother.

Emma Reston, who is already the mother of two children but is more elegant, listened to Simon's sudden mention of this, slightly frowned, subconsciously grabbed the baby son's small hand held by the man in his arms, slightly shook it, and whispered, "today... After all, it's special.". “

Of course, I remember what the man said at the beginning, and the child did indeed come to New York from his hometown in Kansas.

However, Emma never took men's words seriously.

I saw a documentary about lions. After defeating the old lion king and becoming the new king of the lions, the male lion will bite all the cubs left by the former leader to death at the first time.

Deep memory.

A little analogy, the kind of human nature, Emma firmly believes, how can she not mind?

Therefore, in addition to the time when the boy was brought to New York at the request of the man, she specially arranged to meet him several times when he arrived. Most of the time, when Simon appeared, she would try to keep a little girl out of the sight of the man.

The same is true of this birthday party.

She had sent her daughter back to Kansas a week in advance. Instead of looking for someone nearby to take care of her, she just thought that if a man asked her today, she could actually give a reason that her grandparents missed their children. This was to go back to visit their relatives.

Compared with the past, my hometown is also very good now.

Last year, with the permission of a man, Emma bought her parents a large farm with 20000 acres, which was the goal of her father's life. Before, even if the farm area was reduced by 100 times, she would probably not be able to achieve it in her life. Now, treston is also a small famous family in the local area. Her parents and two brothers enjoy dignity that they never had before.

This is also some of her selfishness. After all, I have heard of too many things that were entangled by relatives to collapse after development.

Even if her family's previous character gave her enough confidence, who knows the future? Even if she knows that a man has enough strength to help her block some possibilities, however, she doesn't want to make any division with her family at all. To some extent, it is her backing.

Giving a farm is a very reasonable arrangement.

In short, if you send the child over temporarily, there will certainly not treat little Lisa badly.

Simon didn't delve into Emma's mind, but joked that he was careful that his daughter would not be close to her when she grew up. He walked through the living room on the first floor and came to a small living room on the second floor.

Sitting down on the sofa with her son in her arms, Emma immediately took a folder from the housekeeper's hand, handed it over and said, "Simon, this is the guest list for tonight. Do you want to adjust it temporarily?"

"Temporary adjustment, then you will lose several friends."

Simon said and laughed, holding his son in one hand, and casually opened the folder, browsing the guest list with great interest.

Of course, it is not a temporary adjustment.

Just curious about who Amy will invite tonight.

It has to be said that just a simple sweep, Simon has a little admiration for the network of women around him who have been operating in New York for just a year or two.

There are detailed notes on the list.

Heirs of billionaire families, young and cutting-edge politicians and couples, well-known financiers on Wall Street, and so on.

The information of more than ten pages is actually not much on the whole. Most of them are couples with children. With a small number of single guests, there are only 50 or 60 people in total. However, all these guests can be regarded as the group at the top of the pyramid in this country and even the world.

Emma stood next to Simon, looked at the man's expression, and knew that he was very satisfied. Thinking about it, she said, "ange gave me a lot of advice. I also think that Jack should be very good in such a circle in the future."

Simon nodded slightly.

Although there is no subconscious concept of class, after all, with his current status, any class, in front of Simon, can't think of it.

However, Simon also does not object to some traditional concepts that are actually deeply rooted in human society.

Thinking so, Simon laughed again, "probably all my peers. Speaking of it, I've seen a few more occasionally, but I seem to meet their parents more often."

Emma laughed, "you are so excellent that it is really difficult to talk with young people of your age."

Simon glanced at his side and shook his head slightly, "don't be so respectful here."

"Well."

That being said, I don't intend to make too many changes in my heart.

The man around her, even the father of her child, is definitely the existence she needs to look up to.

Casually chatting, turning over the list and continuing to talk about some details of the later party, Emma took the initiative to find a topic again, turned to the little guy who had been sitting on her father's lap, talked about the thing that children can count from 1 to 10, and once again indirectly complimented a man's genius gene.

It's so trivial, and in the twinkling of an eye, twilight comes.

It's a party that starts at seven o'clock on time. The guests basically arrive a little earlier. Of course, it's not too early, but there's no kind of late.

After all, we all know how rare it is to see a super tycoon this night.

Even if they are already at the top of the world pyramid, they will usually bear more pressure. Subconsciously, they will want to go further, upward, upward, and upward. Simon westero, few people have the courage to take him as the ultimate goal, but a little climbing this towering tree is enough for them to get rid of too many others.

A very warm and lively birthday party.

About a dozen children came, but there were no children of the same age. The youngest was more than three years old, and the eldest was about ten years old. Obviously, after the parents' careful teaching, a little guy was centered around the center, singing birthday songs, playing games, and eating cakes together.

At the end of the formal process, the children are looked after by the attendants, and the adults can communicate freely.

Simon therefore replaced his son as the center.

However, after all, most of them meet for the first time. There are no too in-depth topics. They are basically current affairs topics such as politics and economy, and they have been really lively recently. At the same time, on the basis of these topics, the guests also try to show themselves as much as possible, like an interview, or marketing.

Simon did remember some names, too.

Moreover, I can't help but compare the differences between the birthday party in Milan and the previous one, and analyze the communication differences between the two groups in the two countries.

The difference is also obvious.

At this party, there was no woman to plug Simon's phone number.

Of course, it's not that there are no women who show ambiguity to Simon and quietly make small moves towards Simon while their husbands and children are not paying attention, but relatively speaking, they are probably more self-contained and not so direct.

This time, there was no Carnival until late at night the night before yesterday.

After all, little guys are not used to staying up late, so the party began to end at ten o'clock.

By 11 o'clock, the waitresses had basically sorted out the traces of the party.

Simon and Emma took the little guy to the small bedroom next to the master bedroom in person, and went next door to take a bath and wash. It took a long time. When they left the bathroom, they were all full of fun. Lying on the big bed, the space was probably private enough, and they also turned off the overhead light. The woman beside them seemed to be bolder. Next to Simon, they took the initiative to whisper, "Simon, that Georgina, do you want me to ask her out for you?"

Georgina Luther, one of the few single guests tonight, is a columnist of the New York Times. She herself comes from a rich old money family in the southern United States.

At the previous party, Simon had a pleasant chat with the other party.

It was obviously noticed by Emma.

Simon hugged Wenxiang's carefully maintained body of the woman beside him and said with a smile, "you dislike me and want to let me out?"

"Of course not," Emma immediately denied, "I just think Georgina is very good."

"I think Sophia is good."

Emma smelled the words, and her face was slightly ruddy under the yellow light.

Of course, I also understand what the man's words mean, because I happened to notice that the woman almost secretly hooked the man's palm in front of his husband. Emma was a little afraid at that time. If she was found on the spot, how would it end?

However, both parties of the parties are not as worried as she.

Simon felt the reaction of the women around him and said with a smile, "were you worried at that time?"

Emma nodded, "she... Sophie, I mean, she's married after all."

"It seems that you are not careful enough."

"Huh?"

Simon said, "I dare say that even if her husband found out at that time, he would not have any reaction."

Emma thought for a moment and nodded, "anyway, it must be embarrassing."

"You still don't understand," Simon laughed. "Maybe Sophia's husband is happy with this."

Emma heard the words and subconsciously stared: "how... Possible?"

Then he reacts.

Indeed, how can it be impossible as a man around you?