My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 287 Reception
Ethan walked up to Emmett and grinned.

"boom."

Emmett didn't know what to say, and punched Ethan hard in the chest.

"what!"

Ethan covered his chest with his hand, with a painful expression: "Please, it's too hard."

"really?"

Emmett was at a loss and scratched his head.

"Haha."

Siobhan burst out laughing: "He bastard is lying to you."

Bunker followed Emmett for a moment, and then saw Ethan's smirk, and he also smiled and let go of his duty belt.

Emmett breathed a sigh of relief, turned his face hard again.

"is just a joke."

Ethan smiled and took out the box on his arm, and handed it to Emmet: "This is what I promised you, a birth gift for your son."

"Thank you." Emmett reached out to take it, and put it on the table beside him:
"Are you sure you want to go?"

"Yes."

Emmett didn't ask why. In his opinion, Ethan was his good friend, and he would support no matter what decision he made.

He just took two steps forward, ignoring the pain in his arms, raised his hands, and gave Ethan a big hug.

The wide palms slapped Ethan's back, and Ethan made a face at Siobhan, and the pain was much more painful than before.

After he let go, Ethan raised his eyebrows:
"Aren't you going to see what gift I have prepared for you?"

"Can you?" Emmett picked up the box.

"of course."

I gave this gift myself just to see Emmett's surprised expression, why not let him open it on the spot.

Emmett took the scissors from Bunker and took the box apart in two or three strokes.

He reached inside and pulled out a football in a clear plastic display case.

"Thank you, but I can't take it, it's too expensive."

Emmett hurriedly handed the gift back, and he immediately recognized that it was a special ball for NFL games, and it cost several hundred dollars each. He himself usually used tens of dollars of training balls at home.

Ethan stretched out his hand and pushed it over: "Take a closer look."

Emmet raised the football in his hand suspiciously and found a signature on it.

"Vince Papel."

Emmet's expression was completely stunned, and he blinked quickly, unable to believe what he saw.

Seeing him like this, Ethan smiled with satisfaction.

Emmett is a fan of the Philadelphia Eagles, he should like this gift very much.

"Glory comes from persistence, and tenacity is the best quality of a man." Emmett said these words silently, and his eyes became moist.

Now it made Ethan at a loss, and said quickly:
"Dude, what's the matter with you?"

Emmet looked up and smiled:

"That's something my dad used to always say to me, Vince Papel was his favorite player and got him through some of the darkest times in his life."

"Under his leadership, I became a fan of the Eagles since I was a child, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to play for the Eagles."

"As long as you like it."

Ethan breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect to have a relationship with his old father.

Emmet struggled for a while, but still handed the football back steadily:
"It's really too expensive, I can't accept it."

"Please, I've been looking for it for a long time." Ethan punched him on the chest: "We are friends, this is a blessing for your son, it cannot be measured by money."

"Take it."

Siobhan stood up and chimed in: "You know Ethan doesn't care about that."

"Row."

Emmett nodded heavily, gripping the box tightly.

Ethan looked to the side, and Bunker straightened his back with a very serious expression.

"Don't let the past affect you."

"I know."

Although they met for only a few days, Bunker has already been convinced by Ethan, and he only regrets his resignation.

"Okay, let's go." Siobhan took the car keys.

After Ethan said goodbye to Alma, he strode out of the police station. The sun was shining on his body and it was warm. Looking back, several people from the police station were standing at the door.

Ethan smiled and waved his hand: "Go back, I just resigned, it's not that I'm not in Banshee Town anymore."

Brock touched his bright forehead, and led the way back to the police station.

Taking another look at the prominent "CADI" on the red brick exterior wall, Ethan opened the car door.

After returning home, Ethan looked at the police car going away, and threw the keys in his hand.

There are still a few procedures for resignation, which are all handed over to Siobhan for help, and now I have nothing to do.

I am used to the life of being on duty every day, and now I don't know what to do for a while.

After standing on the porch for a while, he returned to his room, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

When the alarm clock rang, he rubbed his eyes and looked out the window.

The sky had already darkened, and the night wind blew the treetops swaying.

There was one more important thing to do tonight. He took a shower and changed into the suit Nora bought last time.

After getting dressed, I went to the bathroom.

Scratching back his short black hair with pomade, Ethan made a shooting motion in front of the mirror in satisfaction.

He is handsome, and he is handsome no matter what.

He got into his 1970 black Dodge Challenger, gave two kicks of the accelerator, and the vehicle sped outside.

After ten minutes, the speed of the car slowed down.

There was a long queue long ahead, one after another luxury cars were slowly driving towards the big villa in front.

Tonight is the welcome reception for the new chief of the Chino Tribe, and there are many figures nearby.

Ethan's muscle car is particularly conspicuous in this place, but seeing that the driver is a handsome guy, from time to time a beautiful woman lowers the window and winks.

On their side, there are professional party companies.

As long as you can afford the price, organizing a large reception is also a very easy task.

Ethan drove the car to the entrance of the villa, and the waiter who was in charge of parking quickly walked up, took the car keys and tip from him, and drove the car away.

This culture of tipping confused him when he first crossed over, but he has gotten used to it now.

After arranging his clothes, Ethan stepped up the steps.

This is the villa left by Nora's father, Benjamin Langside. After Nora became the chief, she moved back.

It was also the first time for Ethan to come here. It was said to be a villa, but it was actually a luxurious residence composed of two or three small brick and stone buildings.

Compared with this place, Proctor's villa has fallen to another level.

It's no wonder that Nora doesn't like to come back to live. There are only a few people in her house now, including the guards and servants, and it is too empty.

But now, it is very lively.

There is a small band in the hall of the entrance, and the melodious sound of the violin echoes in the room.

The people walking around the house are all well-dressed, gathering in twos and threes to talk.

Some are wearing suits and evening gowns like him, and some are wearing traditional Indian costumes.

Most of the people had champagne glasses in their hands, whether they drank or not, it was always a show.

Ethan was thirsty now, and saw the waiter walking by, holding a glass of champagne on the tray in his hand, and walking up the stairs next to him.

(End of this chapter)