Chapter 684

Near noon, grace left the clubhouse with the three brightly decorated graaffs and went to a block on 92nd street, Upper East, near Fifth Avenue.

The car stops in front of a townhouse. After getting off the bus, grace looks at the villa in front of her. She is still a little unwilling.

There are many single family townhouses in the block near the Central Park in the upper east district. Most of the townhouses are only 5 meters wide and look very crowded. However, most people struggle all their lives to have such a villa in this area.

The white European style villa in front of grace has a double floor area of ordinary row. To be exact, it is a 12 by 18 pattern, with a single floor of about 200 square meters, five floors above the ground and one floor underground, with a total of 1200 square meters of internal space and a roof garden.

This is the Canary cage that the little man prepared for the three daughters of Graff.

Recently, grace has more than once quietly visited this fascinating mansion.

Double standard luxury townhouse, tens of meters away from home is the prime location of the Central Park. There are 35 rooms inside. Besides the standard configuration, there are gymnasium, home theater, private wine cellar and an indoor swimming pool on the ground floor.

Grace quietly inquired about the price of a similar villa nearby for $21 million.

You know, it's not seven years ago.

During the stock market crash in 1987, Simon westero, who had just risen, bought a penthouse overlooking the Central Park on East 68th street. It is said that because the owner of the house was in urgent need of capital, he was fired by westero. The transaction price of the real estate worth 15 million US dollars was only 11 million US dollars.

According to some media reports, the compound mansion, which occupies the top three floors of a building close to Central Park, has a total area of about 1200 square meters.

The prices of luxury houses in the world-class rich areas such as the upper east district have one characteristic. When the real estate environment is in downturn, the prices of these areas will not drop too much, while the real estate industry recovers, the prices of the top luxury houses will rise first.

Seven years later, the price of the diamond grade duplex mansion has at least doubled.

Now, if you choose to sell it, you will not lack buyers if you quote us $30 million.

As for the townhouse, which has deviated from the most popular area between East 60th street and East 80th street, although the spotters have their second career because of Simon, grace thinks that they can only dream about it if they want to buy it.

A luxury house worth 20 million US dollars does not mean that you can buy it with 20 million US dollars. If you want to afford such a luxury house, you have to be worth at least 10 times of the house price.

Grace had come here several times before, and even had the idea that she wanted to be a canary.

The three members of the Graaff family get off the car quickly. Grace doesn't feel meaningless any more, but just steps on the steps of the villa in silence, takes out a bunch of keys from her satchel and opens the door.

There are already people waiting in the villa.

There are 11 people in all.

A housekeeper in her forties, six maids, and four bodyguards and drivers who were also women.

These are not the direct lineage of the Westeros, but they are all carefully selected professional background, with a perfect career record, full-time duty, strict style of speech, and have received strict background examination, psychological evaluation and lie detection process before entering the job.

Probably aware of these arrangements, grace can't help asking her doubts in a phone call,

the luxury villa in the upper east side is luxurious enough. She thinks it's a waste to arrange such a team to serve the third mother and daughter.

Then the man said that these people were not working for the graaffs, but for the Westeros.

Grace figured it out later.

In a little man's mind, the positioning of the three of them is similar to that of the villa, or, like the sofa and coffee table in the villa, they are just objects. In contrast, the man may have more eyes on such a service team.

It's still the way of the big man.

Just like Grace herself, she is now the vice president of elite North America branch, but she has done a lot of things for Simon unconsciously.

And there's no salary.

In fact, the service team in this house is also serving the huge industry of the Westeros family. Now it is only the periphery. After testing in the future, they have confirmed their loyalty and reliability. Maybe they can go further and enter the core of the Westeros family, just like ABCD.

As for the three vases.

Think a little more, Grace's envy will be dispelled a lot.

Facing all the people in the living room in professional uniforms, even though they recognize that they are all servants, even though the three members of Graaff's family have never experienced such a battle before, they are somewhat constrained. Laura Graaff looks around quietly, looking for the owner of the villa, but she can't help but come up with a name in her mind.Maybe the man who noticed her at the party didn't forget it.

The leading housekeeper stepped forward and interrupted Laura Graff.

Grace looked at the housekeeper in front of her again. She was about the same age. She was about 1.7 meters in size, with the same black suit, black heels, brown hair, not a pretty face, but a charming figure.

It also seems to fit a little man's preference.

With that in mind, grace introduced to Laura Graff beside her: "Laura, this is angrey Davis, the housekeeper of this apartment. Ann, this is Laura and her two daughters, Cathy and Victoria

With a smile and a respectful handshake from Laura Graff, angri Davis said hello to the two girls.

Laura Graff is a little confused. Grace introduces herself to the housekeeper. Shouldn't she meet some man?

However, she still obediently shook hands with angri Davis.

After a brief greeting, grace asked angri, "Ann, is lunch ready?"

The housekeeper nodded: "of course, grey, and everybody, please follow me."

Then he told the women behind him to disperse. Angri took grace to the restaurant on the first floor of the villa.

Soon after taking a seat, a maid brought a series of rich dishes to the table. The long table that could hold ten people was almost full.

Grace and other dishes were all served, and angri opened a bottle of red wine and poured it on several people. Then all the people in the restaurant were sent away. To the mother and daughter who were already a little stunned, she said, "today is the first day, so I asked them to make all the dishes they are good at. You can see what you like and order for yourself in the future."

Hearing what grace said, the three members of the family sitting opposite finally regained their minds. This time, Cathy Graff said, "Lady grace, you mean, these are all for us."

Grace nodded, "you can say that."

Cathy couldn't help looking around again, with some expectation that she couldn't believe herself: "so, here, too?"

Grace shrugged and picked up her cutlery. "You must be hungry. Eat first."

Then he looked at the dishes all over the table and called two maids to help him share the meal.

The mother and daughter, who hadn't enjoyed such a big lunch for a long time, didn't speak much and started in silence until an hour later, Victoria Graff burped on the spot, had already put down the tableware, and was savoring the red wine in the villa cellar. Grace frowned and said, "OK, don't eat any more."

Mother and daughter three people smell speech, dun dun, obediently put down the tableware, just obviously reluctant to look at the table.

Grace looked at the three women's hopeless appearance and said, "if you lose shape because of greed in the future, even if you go to the streets together to be call girls, no one will necessarily like you." Then, ignoring the embarrassment of the family, he got up and said, "follow me."

Leaving the restaurant, grace steps up the stairs to the roof garden on the top floor of the villa.

Sitting under a green vine trellis, the maid took coffee and stepped back. Then grace glanced at the other three girls sitting around the round table and said, "you're not stupid. You've probably guessed something. Yes, this is Mr. westlow's for you."

Lara Graff's two daughters are not very clear about their mother's obsession with being robbed of an opportunity by grace. At this time, hearing grace say so, Kathy Graff subconsciously said: "Simon westero?"

Grace nodded and glanced at Laura Graff. "Didn't your mother tell you?"

The two girls looked at their mother together.

During this period of time, the relationship between mother and daughter is very rigid, and they often quarrel. How could Laura Graff talk to them about this.

The three girls didn't answer, and grace didn't ask. She said, "I'll just say the next thing. Oh, I don't want to remind you at all, because even I can't afford to live in such a house and enjoy the service of so many servants, so I hope you'll be driven out. But I dare not go against Mr. westerlow's will. "

With that, grace sipped her coffee and then said, "now you have a choice to accept what's in front of you. Then, I don't want to tell you something."

Laura Graff and Cathy Graff were both a little silent, with a green face. The Young Victoria Graff couldn't help staring at her eyes: "we, three?"

Grace looked at the girl with a smile, until Victoria realized that she had dropped her head. Then she continued: "promise, and you can live here and enjoy a more prosperous life. However, in the future, you can figure out what should be done and what should not be done. Once you touch the red line, you will be driven out immediately, and this time you won't even have the chance to live in the basement. "With these words, grace took out a credit card from her satchel and put it on the desk in front of her, saying: "you don't need to pay attention to all the expenses in the villa. This is your daily allowance, 30000 dollars a month. As for whether you can brush more, it should be OK. However, I don't know the result of overspending. You can try it yourself. As for other things in the villa, you can ask angri. Well, that's all. I still have a lot of work to do. You have one night to think about it. Tomorrow morning, you can give me a reply. Do you want to stay here or go back to the basement of Dongcun with me? "

At the word "basement," Victoria Graff's little body trembled.

Has been back to heaven, who would like to go back to hell.

Laura Graff saw grace pick up her bag and stand up. She also stood up and asked, "well, grey, we Mr. westrow... "

Grace understood what Laura meant and said, "Simon is very busy. When can I see you? Maybe tomorrow, maybe a month later, maybe even a year later, who knows. By the way, even if you stay here, Cathy and Victoria's modeling business will continue, and there will be a lot of projects to add. That's what Simon means. As for you, continue to be their assistant. "

At last, grace stopped and went straight to the stairs.

Laura Graff had been escorting grace to the stairway until her agent stopped her.

After a while, making sure grace should have left the villa, Laura returned to the round table under the pergola. Then she noticed that the credit card grace had left on the round table had disappeared, and immediately glared at her two daughters: "where's the card?"

The little girl subconsciously looks at her sister.

Cathy Graff got up and ran to the stairway. Laura Graff almost screamed and ran after her: "Cathy, stop for me."

The girl's feet don't stop: "I'll keep this card."

"I'm your mother."

“FU。”

"What, say it again."

“F——U！！！”

"I'll shoot you!"

Watching her mother and sister disappear noisily, Victoria, who is still sitting at the round table, blinks. Then she picks up the coffee in front of her and sips it. Then she picks up the cream biscuit in the dining plate on the table and eats it for a while. She suddenly remembers some words from the manager's lady at lunch and forces herself to stop.

He got up and looked around. He noticed that there was a bell on the support of the pergola. He knew what it was and pressed it.

Soon a maid appeared on the roof and said respectfully, "Miss?"

Victoria did not ask her mother and sister what they meant, but said, "I want to sleep."

"Which bedroom would you like to sleep in?" the maid asked

Victoria didn't want to say, "master bedroom, the biggest one."

The maid made a sign: "please follow me."

Victoria went to the stairway and asked, "what's your name?"

"Lisa Lockhart," said the maid

Then they came to a master bedroom on the fifth floor, a suite with a living room overlooking the street view.

After entering the bedroom, Victoria looked at the soft looking big bed. She suddenly felt sour nose. She took off all her clothes and threw herself directly on it. She buried her head in the pillow, pulled on the thin blanket and twisted her body to find the most comfortable position. Finally, she looked at the maid who bent down to help her clean up the clothes on the ground: "Lisa, remember to call me at dinner."

The maid nodded, "yes, miss."

With that, Lisa tidied up the girl's clothes, shoes and socks, and looked at the big bed again. The young girl had fallen asleep. Her slightly green face was perfect and delicate, just like a sleeping beauty who was hard to wake up.