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Chapter 423 The Methodist Church(2/3)

This made Edward somewhat fond of Emma Watson.

Outside is a family living room, also known as the living room.

Later, a large number of passers-by, as well as fans of Abel, entered this website.

The essence of New York is actually in Manhattan. Abel was sitting in the Cadillac Monster, looking at the familiar scenery through the car window.

If she didn't indulge, Amanda felt that with Laura Shrub's small body, she could last for a week at most.

He was baptized since he was a child, and the person who baptized him was a big shot. The entire Smith family is a believer in the Methodist Church among the many sects of Protestantism.

After just one brief look, Amanda fell in love with this house.

She said: "Where is sir?"

To be honest, there is nothing but high-rise buildings.

After hanging up the phone, the motorcade has arrived at 1 Central Park South, downstairs of the apartment building.

There are so many Americans who sincerely believe in the outrageous fact that there are 5G antennas in masks...

When she walked to the bathroom, she looked inside and saw that the bathroom was still in a mess.

Putting on a large towel, Amanda endured the discomfort and aches in the warm room and came to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

"Okay. It's good if you can pay attention and be more vigilant. I think this may be an attempt by the Donkey Party." Abel said softly.

As a Texan, Abel was naturally a Protestant.

Women who married into the great commander's family still fluttered colorful flags outside.

To put it bluntly, it may still be the country with the most ignorant and superstitious people among developed countries.

But Edward understands his boss's character, which at best is called doing whatever he wants, but at worst is called doing whatever he wants.

This pain will remain with all walks of life in the United States for a long time.

This place shocked the world last year. Looking at the ruins surrounded by buildings, you can see construction workers coming and going from time to time.

After listening silently for a while, Abel returned to the car and said, "Go back to 1 Central Park South."

Wall Street is actually very narrow, so narrow that it almost becomes a tourist pedestrian street.

Standing under the road sign, Abel was stunned for a while.

Enduring the discomfort and pain all over her body, Amanda walked to the bathroom in the master bedroom.

"Boss, everything is safe, you can get off the car. But in the morning, the British Miss Emma Watson was waiting in the lobby of the building, hoping to wait for you to show up."

Across the United States, every Sunday morning, countless people flock to churches to pray.

Lidya's worried and excited voice came from the phone.

The entire master bedroom is decorated in a luxurious style, with floors, walls and pillars all made of marble.

To this extravagant capitalist style.

It was a very strong masculine smell, but Abel's smell was stronger and more intense.

The Trinity Church in front of us was built in 1846 and is a typical Gothic building.

But the boss obviously didn't want to see her, so Edward naturally wouldn't speak for Emma Watson anymore.

After hearing Abel's words, the owner of the white house fell silent for a while.

She suspected that within a few days, she would develop a phobia in this area.

Amanda nodded reservedly, responding to the two maids.

Amanda nodded with satisfaction. She felt that this house was not inferior to several of her family's residences in New York.

After a while, George responded like this.

"What does she want to do?" Abel asked.

There are only 22 factions, and they have more than 500,000 members.

The main reason is that her appearance, while maintaining the British flavor, is more in line with Asian aesthetics.

Edward had to make some arrangements.

Before her rebirth, for a long time, before Hermione began to become disabled, there were too many Asian fans who liked her.

"She's too young."

Amanda laughed, "Haha... Lydia, God knows how happy I was last night! Oh, it's unimaginable that there is such a strong man in the world! Oh my God, I was fucked all night! My No. 1

This time, I am happier than anyone else!"

After looking at the Empire State Building for a few times, Abel whispered to Andy, the driver in front of him: "Go to Wall Street."

The exquisite fabric sofa has two bronze sculptures of Greek goddesses placed at both ends.

There are two maids guarding the door of the master bedroom.

The convoy quickly turned around, aiming for Wall Street not far away.

When entering the lobby on the first floor of the building at One Central Park South.

"What exactly is it?"

Abel strolled down the street, out of tune with the hurried flow of people around him.

Obviously, I stayed in this house all night last night.

There were several pairs, and Amanda could tell they were famous paintings.

"Okay. There is indeed something. It's not a big deal, but it's something that can't be ignored."

After staying there for half an hour, I came out of the church.

A few dozen seconds later, Edward knocked on the car window.

Smith Tower, at the northern end of Lower Manhattan.

Abel directly said to Edward: "Go tell her, remember, it's to her, not her agent. Tell her that if you want to develop in Hollywood, CAA is a good choice."

Wall Street is the most famous and has four attractions.

Soon, Amanda got her cell phone.

She stepped out of a custom-made round Simmons.

It's on the face, hair, body, and even in the mouth.

It started as a website built internally by a group of Abel fans, mostly makeup fans.

The most typical thing is that they are already more pious than old Europe in terms of theistic beliefs.

If they were authentic, Amanda thought these oil paintings alone would be worth at least tens of millions of dollars.

Amanda took the initiative to set her cell phone to silent mode.

The latter nodded respectfully, and then reminded: "Madam, your cell phone has been ringing. Someone has been calling you."

Abel, wearing glasses and a peaked cap suit, got out of the Cadillac Monster and entered Wall Street, accompanied by more than two dozen bodyguards scattered around.

Over there, after receiving the response from the world's richest man, the little witch suddenly smiled.

Abel saw Emma in the distance, looking at him with great admiration.

Although I want to do a small favor to my children's idol.

They can't say they are used to it, but they can accept it quickly.

She opened it and found that there were missed calls from her mother, uncle, several friends, and even more from her cousin Lydia.

If it were any other actress, Edward would definitely not care.

No matter how difficult the security work is, the rock security guards have to bite the bullet.

He saw a church with a tall spire, which is the oldest Trinity Church in the United States.

"I understand. Thank you for the reminder, dear Abel. I will ask people to pay attention and let the FBl people find ways to disperse them first."

No one cares about other people's behavior.

She didn't wake up, and the maid in the house didn't dare to come in and clean up.

When the motorcade passed by the Empire State Building, Abel looked up. This building has appeared countless times in Hollywood movies. It is so famous.

Apart from the fear of death, there is nothing the boss is really afraid of.

Not far away to the south is the famous Wall Street, to the north is Midtown Manhattan, and a little above is Central Park and the Upper West and Upper East areas on both sides.

Instead, he pressed the call to Lydia.



She walked through the hallway of the master bedroom and headed outside.

Amanda felt she had found the truth.

As far as the eye can see in the beautiful living room, there are luxurious European furniture everywhere.
To be continued...
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