This time he called Alex mainly to find out about Vossloh.

The grandfather and grandson talked on the phone for half an hour.

After talking for half an hour, Abel felt that his eyes had been opened.

It turns out that this kind of thing has happened before in American history.

It turned out that the United States almost embarked on another unimagined path.

Abel could only sigh with emotion, it was a vast world full of strange things.

".grandfather."

At the end of the phone call with Alex.

Abel hesitated, hesitating whether to tell the story about Charlize.

Tell him his plan.

"Um?"

Alex's clear voice came from the phone's microphone.

"It's nothing. It's raining here in New York. You should also take care of yourself in Houston."

"Oh, of course."

In the end, he said goodbye to Alex without saying anything.

The next day, early morning.

Abel is at 8 East 63rd Street on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

He and Ikana woke up in the master bedroom on the third floor.

He came to stay at Ikana's place last night.

Ikana has been very close to Paris recently, and the two New York socialites have been together.

Paris Hilton has even become a special model and special designer for Ikana's brand YKM.

At first, Abel was suspicious of Paris Hilton.

She is about to start walking on the wandering path she took in parallel time and space.

He even thought about keeping Ikana away from her.

But in reality, Paris Hilton did not start having sex.

She just has a close relationship with Ikana.

She and many other New York socialites often appear in New York or American fashion newspapers and magazines.

And it seems that she is really designing YKM clothes seriously.

It’s just that Abel’s design looks a bit ugly.

So much so that when Abel came over last night.

Only then did I realize that Paris Hilton was also here.

He was in the living room at the time.

Xiong Da and Xiong Er holding Ikana.

He kissed Ikana so hard that she didn't even have a chance to speak.

Just when I took off my belt and wanted to get on the horse.

Paris Hilton walked out of the kitchen next to her carrying a plate of cut fruits.

There was another little chaos.

Paris Hilton ran away quickly afterwards and went to sleep in the guest room upstairs.

Abel was able to grab Ikana and go to the master bedroom on the third floor to exercise.

Abel follows his own standard biological clock and wakes up automatically.

He looked at the sleeping beauty next to him and couldn't help but grab Xiong Da and Xiong Er.

Then he ordered the round Simmons.

He looked at the beautiful antique clock in the bedroom. It was just past seven o'clock.

When he finished washing up and went down to the restaurant on the second floor.

About half past seven.

Abel was in the restaurant and saw Paris Hilton having breakfast again.

Paris was born in 1981 and just turned 20 this year.

It can be regarded as the time period when women of the Angsa race have the best comprehensive conditions in all aspects.

At this time, Paris was still very beautiful and had a good figure.

At this time, she was sitting at the dining table looking very well-behaved, which gave Abel the feeling that she was also his woman.

"Good morning." Abel greeted with a smile.

Paris smiled and responded to him: "Good morning."

But to Paris's disappointment, Abel finished eating quickly and left soon after.

The whole journey lasted less than twenty minutes, and I didn't talk much to her.

After Abel left, Paris pouted.

She thought for a while, stood up and cautiously came to the third floor.

At the door of Ikana's master bedroom, Paris knocked on the door and shouted:

"Ikana? Ikana? Abel is gone. Ikana, are you still sleeping? It was the same last time. You slept until noon."

"Ikana? Can I come in?"

Paris got no response.

After thinking for a while, the eldest lady of the Hilton family gently held the door handle.

Click, the door is unlocked.

Paris opened the door and went in.

As soon as she entered the door, Paris smelled a strong smell.

It's like seafood, mixed with the taste of heather.

She found the smell unpleasant, but also found it strange.

If this were changed to parallel space and time.

After a few years of that experience, Paris.

You can probably smell it right away.

Paris tiptoed and walked into the bedroom, shouting softly:

"Ikana? Ikana? Are you still sleeping? It's almost eight o'clock, and Abel has also gone to work. Do you want to sleep until noon or almost afternoon like last time? Ikana?"

"Ikana, wake up quickly. We have something to do in the afternoon."

While shouting, Paris came to the big round Simmons.

She saw her best friend, sleeping soundly on Simmons.

She keenly noticed that someone's fingerprints were left on the big bear that her best friend had uncovered.

Paris couldn't help but gently pulled down the quilt and covered Ikana well.

She gently pushed her bestie a few more times.

"Ikana? Are you sure you really want to sleep? You can't bear the smell in the room."

Ikana was pushed and murmured a few words:

"Paris, please leave me alone. I'm so tired. Let me sleep a little longer."

Paris was angry and funny, and said softly:

"Then you should change a room. The smell here is too bad! What exactly is this smell? Well, the trash can smells the worst!"

"Is the fresh air system broken? Why can't the smell be eliminated?"

"It doesn't stink. You can go out first. I...I'll sleep for a while." Her answer was the murmur of Ikana who didn't open her eyes.

Paris had to stand up and decided to leave first.

Ikana looked too tired and probably couldn't wake up.

But curiosity prompted Paris to run to the trash can in the room and take a look before leaving.

She wanted to know what was inside.
To be continued...