[Titanic] How could the male lead be an angel

Chapter 25 How Could the Male Protagonist Be an Angel 25

How could the hero be an angel 25

——>> "Cal Hockley standing next to the goddess statue saw Rebecca as soon as she came in."

Rebecca, who took an entire hour to dress up, stood in front of Lawrence, making Lawrence feel that the long wait was worth it.

Bare|The exposed skin is as fair as a magnolia flower, and the ivory-colored neck is round and thin. The red diamond necklace on her neck makes her complexion more translucent.She wore a light green silk dress with three layers of waves trimmed with white crystal beads, and her jet-black hair was pulled back in a dignified bun.

She looks absolutely gorgeous!

Lawrence walked over to Rebecca, took her hand and kissed it on his lips. The delicious scent on her body made his brain stop working. He felt a group of elves around his head, they were singing sang the hymn of falling in love.

He led Rebecca into the banquet hall mechanically, his mind was in a mess, and he was a little dizzy until someone called him Lawrence.

Rebecca supported Lawrence's elbow, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"What's wrong with you?" Rebecca was a little puzzled by Lawrence's absent-mindedness. He had been like this since she got out of changing clothes just now.

"You're so beautiful, it's driving me crazy!"

Lawrence said love words to Rebecca without changing his face, but in Rebecca's ears, the second half of the sentence was just a supplement to the first half. Lawrence was just a courtesy compliment, so she wouldn't just listen to what he said. Just float.

"Thank you." She smiled lightly.

The indifference towards Rebecca Lawrence felt that his confidence had been shaken. Don't women like to hear this?Why didn't Rebecca respond to his words?

Lawrence hooked the corner of his mouth, the girl he likes is really special.

The dome of the banquet hall is made of frosted glass, so that the sailing sun in July and August will not dazzle the passengers.A magnificent chandelier hangs in the center of the hall, with some small chandeliers beside it.There are colorful murals and reliefs on the surrounding walls, and there is a clock embedded in the wall facing the stairs, ticking, ticking, and the second hand pours out ancient and mysterious strolling sounds every step of the way.

"Good evening, Mr. Hamilton."

"good evening."

Lawrence knew a lot of people, and Rebecca, as his female companion, nodded after he said hello to everyone.Because of Lawrence's introduction, Rebecca had a little understanding of the dignitaries in the upper class.

Every man in the banquet hall is dressed in a straight tuxedo, with his hair combed back meticulously, while the ladies wear gorgeous and bright jewels on their necks, wrists and ears. They wear luxurious and gorgeous dresses and silk Gloves, and some ladies still have lupines in their hands.Holding a fan at sea in April is definitely not for blowing hair, that kind of decoration is just to make yourself look more elegant.

"Hello, Hamilton." A gentleman walked towards Lawrence and Rebecca: "I heard Astor said that you will show your collection to everyone after the dinner."

"Yes," Lawrence nodded. He was very proud of the fact that the mummy aroused everyone's curiosity. He just wanted this effect: "I spent a lot of manpower and material resources to get it."

When it comes to collectibles, every capitalist has a lot, and it is not enough to talk about this aspect in a few words.

Rebecca couldn't get in the middle of the men's talk, and it was not easy to get in. She looked sideways at the things next to her.

A marble statue of a Greek goddess next to the shiny wooden stairs attracted Rebecca's attention. This statue was as tall as a man, and the details were carved so exquisitely that even the lines on the palms of her hands were clearly visible. She looked over again, but Rebecca withdrew her second glance before reaching the statue.

Carl is watching her.

It's not that Rebecca has never imagined what to do when she sees Carl at the banquet, and it's not that she hasn't imagined that he will look at herself with the eyes of a stranger, but he uses the kind of mucus that is like the mucus on the tongue of a toad. Looking at her with tired eyes... she was unexpected.

What does he mean?

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Cal Hockley, standing by the statue of the Goddess, saw Rebecca as soon as she entered.

With a slender waist, well-developed chest, and a light green high-grade silk skirt, the curves of her upper body were perfectly outlined.She walked with light steps, and the cake-like skirt swayed from side to side with the width between her legs.Her amber pupils glowed with a strange brilliance, and the smile on her face was as sweet and refreshing as flowers soaked in dew in the morning.

Becca quietly stood beside the upstart Hamilton that he hated, like a white lily.

The red diamond on her neck was brought back from Australia by him. Although it was only three carats, less than one-tenth of the heart of the ocean given to Rose, the red diamond was the rarest of all colored diamonds. One carat sells for $85.

He didn't know why Becca came to the banquet, let alone why Becca was regarded as Hamilton's female companion to the dinner.

Was it invited by Hamilton?Why didn't Becca refuse?

She should have refused!

Becca should be at the party with his arm!Not that Hamilton!

"Carl, I'm a little uncomfortable." Rose is really not interested in participating in this kind of boring banquet. The man thinks that he is the master of the universe, but in fact they are just a speck of dust in the universe: "I want to go back first. gone."

Every day is a boring banquet, breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, she is bored, this kind of banquet is not allowed to leave at will, she can only say that she is not feeling well, but this kind of excuse is not suitable, Carl Will stay in her room all night 'asking her relatives'.

As soon as Rose said she was uncomfortable, Rufu's face stretched. She was about to say something, but Carl spoke first: "Then go back and have a good rest."

Mrs. Bucket was surprised by the change in Carl's attitude. She didn't think Carl said it out of consideration for Rose. He didn't look at Rose when he said this.

Rose turned her head and left. Mrs. Bucket was dissatisfied thinking that after the banquet, she should go to Rose's room to reason with her daughter. The family has no money and owes a whole lot of debt. What would the mother and daughter do without Carl? manage?

Rose really didn't reassure her at all, she had said something rash and acted rashly at dinner in the morning, and now it was the same tone... And what happened to Carl?He didn't even ask Rose what was wrong.

Following Carl's line of sight, Rufu saw a beautiful girl in a light green dress, but no matter how beautiful Rose was, her daughter's beauty was the thing she was most proud of in her life. She didn't think that girl would treat Rose marriage is threatened.

"Carl. Carl? Carl!"

However, Mrs. Bucket, who hadn't called her son-in-law back again and again, felt that something was wrong.

"inued"

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