Chapter Nine Hundred and Sixty-Fifth, Maybe It Will Stick to It

Eric left the Caesars Palace Hotel with Natasha Henstridge, took the car less than four kilometers north along the Las Vegas Strip, and then went east through the Las Vegas Convention and Exhibition Center. Arrived outside a golf and country club.

Las Vegas is located in the center of the desert. It is dry and rainy all the year round. The number of green plants in the city is also poor, giving people a bare feeling everywhere.

However, driving into a country club is like entering another world. Although it's still spring and March, the country club is filled with evergreen trees and lush meadows, giving it the feeling of a deep desert oasis.

Natasha Henstridge looked at the scenery out of the car window, but was a little puzzled: "Eric, isn't this a golf course, why do you live here?"

"There is a residential area in it," Eric was looking at a document. Hearing that, he looked up at the car window and smiled, "However, this is my first time here. I'll find out later."

After only saying a few words, the car drove along the asphalt road for dozens of meters. Natasha Henstridge soon saw the figures of villas surrounded by golf courses, and could not help but stick out her tongue secretly, I thought to myself that the question I just asked must be very ignorant.

However, almost every big city has a residential area next to a golf course, but it was the first time she saw a villa built inside a golf course. Thinking about it, in a city like Las Vegas surrounded by desert, it is indeed the best choice to build a villa in an oasis-like golf course.

Continuing to drive forward for a few hundred meters, the car quickly drove into a mansion.

Eric got off the car with Natasha Henstridge, and Caroline and Melanie, who had already arrived in advance, greeted them.

Caroline saw Natasha Henstridge's figure, and the smile on her pretty face quickly disappeared, revealing a slight low self-esteem. Natasha Henstridge walked closer with Eric, and Caroline involuntarily crushed the ground with her toes in flat shoes. The woman in front of her was wearing high heels, three times taller than her. At ten centimeters, I could only just touch someone's shoulder.

"Natasha, this is my assistant, Melanie Gleeson and Caroline Wilson," Eric introduced, noticing the way Caroline started blinking, he knew this When I saw Natasha, I felt a sense of inferiority again.

Natasha Henstridge smiled and shook hands with Melanie, introduced herself, and reached out to the petite girl in a white hoodie and washed jeans.

Even if she didn't look at Caroline's clothes at this time, Natasha could hardly imagine that Caroline would be Eric's assistant. She only thought that this doll-like girl in front of her was so cute, she even wanted to reach out A pinch on the girl's delicate face. Therefore, she had no idea that Caroline was actually a few years older than her.

"Hello, Miss Henstridge," Caroline reached out and shook hands with Natasha Henstridge because of the manners she had cultivated since childhood. "Nice to meet you."

"Then, let's go in and have a look at the house," Eric said after the three girls greeted him, noticing that Caroline turned around and a strand of hair fell on her shoulders, which seemed to be entangled with the drawstring of the hood. She naturally stretched out her hand to help her sort it out, and said with a smile, "I'll just say, little Carly looks best in this way."

Caroline felt Eric's thoughtful little gesture, but couldn't help but glanced at Natasha Henstridge walking on the other side of Eric, and whispered with some dissatisfaction: "Eric, you, You can't call me that."

Eric nodded: "I know I know, remove the small print, right?"

Caroline's already hot cheeks immediately turned red, and Melanie wanted to ridicule him when she saw Eric 'bullying' Caroline again, but considering the presence of Natasha Henstridge , had to give up, just cast a blank eye at him, walked into the villa, Melanie didn't have any intention of introducing the mansion to Eric in detail,

Simply said: "Eric, because the time is tight, we just have people replace all the furniture with new ones according to the original style. The decorations in the house have not been moved. If you don't like it, I can ask someone to come over. Clean it up."

Eric looked at this villa casually. Different from other orthodox house layouts, the layout of the villa in front of him seemed a bit eclectic. The living room was not large, the floor was covered with marble, and the corridor in front was attached to a corridor leading to the building. Going up the spiral staircase, you can see the terrace on the second floor when you look up. The overall decoration style is European style, the main color is white, some abstract paintings are hung on the walls, and there are bonsai vases and other furnishings in the corners.

Looking back, Eric felt that Melanie stopped talking and glanced at her.

Melanie had to say again: "The bodyguards have already installed a new security system, and they live in the hotel opposite the club. If there is any situation, Carter and the others will come over within two minutes, and the security of the community will also pick them up. To the alarm. That's all, Eric, nothing else, Carly and I will head back to Caesars Palace."

Eric knew that Melanie was using the Cold War method to 'fight the injustice' again, so he wasn't angry, just nodded: "Okay, go back first, you can take Carly everywhere in the past two days. Going around, Las Vegas still has a lot of fun to do.”

Melanie nodded with a formal smile and walked out with Caroline in her arms.

Pulled out of the villa by Melanie, Caroline couldn't help but turn her head to look at her and said, "Mei, it's not good for you to be like this."

Melanie opened the door of the car that the company temporarily provided for them, got into the driver's seat, looked at Caroline who was in the co-pilot and said, "Silly girl, I'm not all for you."

Caroline immediately pinched the corner of her clothes with a guilty conscience, and she was a little sad, and whispered to herself: "I, I'm too small."

"You're too timid," Melanie started the car and drove out of the country club, with some hatred in her voice: "Tsk tsk, this is the first time I've seen a twenty-seven-year-old virgin. If I were you, I would have found a chance to get naked and get on his bed. With the boss's temperament, he would never ignore you like this again in the future."

Hearing Melanie's sturdy suggestion, Caroline's face instantly turned red into an apple, her eyes dodged and looked out the window, she retorted in a small way: "He, he didn't ignore me."

Melanie sighed again, thought for a while, reached out and patted Caroline's small shoulder lightly, and said, "Actually, that guy is definitely not as good as you think, you just never liked someone before. , the little brain has another nerve. Actually, it's not bad for a girl to give the first time to the boy she likes. If you want, I will help you once. Get closer to him, look at him more, you It is estimated that it will gradually die.”

Caroline blinked a few more times, her small voice trembling: "Mei, you, what are you going to help me with?"

Melanie patted on the steering wheel and said, "Of course, to help you not become a twenty-eight-year-old virgin."

When Caroline heard this, she finally forgot the lady etiquette she had cultivated since she was a child, like a frightened kitten, and said loudly, "How can this work!"

Melanie squinted Caroline, stopped talking, and continued driving.

After a while, Caroline released the tightly gripped door handle, gave up the idea of ​​jumping out of the car, and silently bent her legs and curled her whole body on the seat.

Almost at Caesars Palace, Melanie said again: "Hey, I'll ask you again. If you don't want to, just shake your head. If you want, you don't have to say anything. I'll help you find opportunities."

Caroline lifted her chin on her knee, froze for a while, and then put it down softly.

Melanie turned the steering wheel and parked the car in the parking lot of Caesars Palace. Instead of pushing the door to get out of the car, she leaned over and hugged Caroline's petite body, patted her gently, and said, "So, that's it. It's fixed, if you are sad, you can cry to me, but you are not allowed to do stupid things."

"I won't do stupid things," Caroline finally said softly, feeling Melanie's concern.

"It's hard to say, you're so stupid."

In the mansion of the country club, the two women left. Eric took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. Looking at Natasha Henstridge, who was pacing with his hands behind his back, he looked around curiously, and said, "Would you like something to drink? ?"

"Well, black tea, or anything," Natasha Henstridge blurted out her preference, and quickly changed it.

Eric smiled and said, "Then let me see if they have prepared black tea."

"Thank you, do you need my help?"

"No, you are a guest," Eric shook his head and said, "If you are interested, you can take a look around."

Natasha Henstridge did not refuse, watching Eric walking towards the kitchen on the right, she also took off her light gray women's short trench coat, wearing only a bottoming knitted sweater and white casual trousers, stepped on. He walked up the spiral staircase in front of his high heels.

Eric doesn't usually have the habit of drinking tea, but Caroline and the others still prepared tea.

After boiling the water, brewing tea and leaving the kitchen, Eric called out to the invisible girl. After getting a response, he followed the voice and carried the tray up the spiral staircase to the second floor.

When he came to the second floor, Eric saw an open living room next to the floor-to-ceiling windows in Xiangyang. Natasha Henstridge got up from the sofa over there and walked over to take the tray in Eric's hand. The two came to sit on the sofa by the window together.

Although the second floor is not high, sitting by the window, you can still have a panoramic view of most of the golf course.

Natasha Henstridge poured tea for Eric and herself, leaned comfortably on the sofa with a cup in hand, curled her long legs lazily, looked out the window and said, "It's really nice here. "

Eric also held the teacup and said, "Should I say that I feel good and stay here for a few days?"

"Hehe, if you dare to say it, I will dare to live, maybe I will not leave."