My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 573 A small procedural problem

He wanted to avoid trouble, but he had no choice but to trouble himself to find it.

"Hey, thanks for the gift."

Lip walked over with Karen, and brought him a bottle of beer: "This is my friend, Karen, you should have met."

"You're welcome."

Ethan took the beer and nodded to Karen: "Hello, the second meeting."

"Yes."

Karen smiled, showing her white teeth.

After an introduction, Lip ran to the other side.

And Kevin, greeted by Veronica, also ran to dance with the crowd.

"I didn't expect you to be friends with Fiona." Karen stood beside him, looked at the crowd and said with a smile, "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

"Morgan."

Ethan touched the bottle with her: "Detective Morgan."

This is an attempt to reveal her identity and make Karen calm down a bit.

"Okay, Detective Morgan."

Unexpectedly, the identity of police detective seemed to have some magical power for her. When Karen called police detective, her voice stretched a bit.

She tapped her tongue a few times on the mouth of the bottle, and took another sip of beer:
"How is my figure?"

"very good."

Ethan replied subconsciously.

"No." He quickly explained: "I mean, the environment of your home is very good, you must live very comfortably."

"That's not my question."

Karen realized that no one else was paying attention, so she quickly reached out and took a handful.

Not long after the war ended, Ethan still hadn't relaxed.

That scale made Karen's face change slightly.

"Hey!"

Ethan put down the bottle and said seriously, "You can't do this?"

"Why not?" Karen's eyes lit up:
"Detective, are you going to punish me?"

Damn, Ethan secretly complained, could it be that Karen is the kind of police collector who has a special preference for law enforcement officers.

Or, simply like the feeling of being punished.

He had heard of this kind of woman, perhaps because of her family, she was strictly guarded since she was a child, and once some emotions sprouted, they would become out of control.

Thinking of this, he said tentatively:
"Are you sure you want to punish, bad girl?"

Karen's breathing suddenly became heavy, and she could clearly see goosebumps appearing on her arms.

"It's just a joke."

Ethan laughed and touched the wine bottle with her:
"Nice to meet you, Lip's friend."

After speaking, he walked quickly to the crowd and hugged Fiona, and the two writhed together to the music.

Karen gave him an annoyed look and gulped down her beer.

Halfway through the party, there was the sound of cars outside and lights flickering in the windows.

Debbie was the first to notice as she ran out quickly.

"Hey."

Ethan spread his hands: "Do you have any other friends?"

"Even if there was, I wouldn't come here at this time." Fiona hurried out after her.

The others followed suit.

Going outside, there is a van parked outside the sidewalk.

The tailgate was open, and a delivery man was holding a cart with a brand new water heater on it.

Debbie next to her is holding a signature board and signing for the goods with the driver.

"Hey, Debbie."

Fiona walked over quickly and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"I bought a new water heater."

Debbie had a smile on her face: "The water heater that Lip and the others picked up today was stolen."

"I saw that this water heater is on sale, and today's money is just enough."

"Because of today's incident, they promised free home delivery and helped to install it. We have hot water to take a shower tonight."

"My God!"

Fiona squatted down and hugged her: "You did a great job."

Several other Gallaghers also ran forward one after another.

One good thing after another, and there was joy in the air.

For the Gallagher family, it was really not easy to add a new piece of property. Carl happily jumped up and down, no longer having to endure the intermittent warm water.

A group of people surrounded the delivery man and walked from the lawn to the back door, while Ethan stayed where he was and lit a cigarette.

Besides him, there is another person staying here.

"Go ahead."

Ethan bit his cigarette and said, "What's on your mind."

"How do you know I have something on my mind?"

Kevin leaned against the guardrail, just now he was hiding behind and smoking silently.

"Don't forget my identity." Ethan looked at him: "Is there any trouble?" "Tell me, maybe I can help you solve it."

"You can't help me with this." Kevin scratched his head:
"Jesus, blame that damn Frank."

What does it have to do with that guy, Ethan looked suspicious.

"When I was in Alabama today, a few girls approached me." Kevin said tangledly: "In order to avoid trouble, I can only lie that I am getting married."

"And it turns out Frank the bastard is sitting around, and he's talking about it for free beer."

"Hahaha." Ethan laughed:
"Is that bastard trying to get revenge for what happened last time?"

"It's possible." Kevin shook his head:
"Veronica's mother was nearby at the time, and I drank some more wine under the coaxing of others."

"I don't know what happened, so I ran home and proposed to Veronica."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Ethan flicked the cigarette ash:
"Don't you want to marry Veronica?"

"Of course I want to." Kevin said with a sad face: "It's just a small problem in the procedure."

"I am married."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ethan choked on his cigarette, and quickly slapped his chest: "Water hair?"

This favor, I really can't help.

Kevin, an old boy, looks thick and big-eyed, but he is so unreliable.

"Yes."

Kevin scratched his hair messily: "If Veronica knows, she will definitely kill me."

"It's up to you to figure it out."

Ethan patted him on the back and smoked the cigarette silently with him.

"Jingle Bell."

The next day, the phone rang crazily early in the morning.

"Hey."

Ethan grabbed the phone sleepily.

"Gather at this place in half an hour." Hank quickly said an address: "The whereabouts of Dennis Novak have been found."

"understood."

Ethan woke up suddenly, and threw the phone aside.

"Are you leaving?" Fiona asked limply with her thighs on his waist.

"Yes."

Ethan patted his round buttocks reluctantly: "Urgent case."

Turned over to get up, kicked the empty wine bottle on the floor, put on a pair of jeans and walked into the next bathroom.

After taking a shower, Fiona was no longer in the room.

He was fully dressed and walked downstairs quickly.

"Good morning."

A group of little guys are sitting around the dining table, all eating breakfast and getting ready for school.

"Morning~"

Everyone responded one after another, and reserved a place for him and Fiona at the back of the dining table.

"Shall we go after breakfast?"

Fiona was briskly frying eggs.

Looking at his watch, there was still some time, he walked inside, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Orange juice."

Carl brought him an empty glass and filled the drink case.

"bread."

Ian opened a bag of toast, took out a few slices for him, and put them on a plate.

"Here comes the eggs."

Fiona arrives with a plate piled with more than 20 fried eggs.

The whole family eats and drinks in huge portions.

At the dining table, there was a lot of activity, and several children were arguing with each other. It was a completely different scene from when I was alone at home.

Ethan shook Fiona's hand and started to cook the fried eggs.

(End of this chapter)