Chapter 1886 Do You Want to Be a Romantic Ghost?

Vegas.

Ariel was sitting alone at the Aegean Bar drinking.

Rum, she loved the sugary smell of sugarcane.

Since she gave up her position as president of the association, she has rarely returned here, and all business has been handed over to assistants and professional managers.

Compared with the income the casino brought her, the business handled by Kolya was her focus.

She knew there were people who didn't like these businesses, including her family, including her father.

But she doesn't care, everyone has a period of wild growth.

If you want to occupy a place in this new world where materials are flowing and changing with each passing day, you must dare to fight and grab.

If her mother hadn't fought or robbed her back then, she wouldn't have been strong enough and cold-blooded enough.

She had already been killed and replaced in the desert town, so there was no other story and herself behind.

In this barbaric land, my father's name alone could not scare the desperadoes. That was true then, and it is true now.

The only reason Ariel came back this time was that she and Kolya had something to deal with.

This matter is about their business and their future.

"Can I sit here? Miss." The gentle old man with white temples thought he was very charming and sat next to her.

The 24-year-old Ariel is slim and graceful. Her appearance inherits not only the soft and charming side of her mother, but also the three-dimensional sense from her father.

Her long black hair was as smooth as silk, and a bright silver dress set off her wasp-like waist and hips.

It can be said that since she sat here, the eyes of all the men in the hall have been focused on her.

Even women will be attracted by her sexy charm.

"What are you doing?" Ariel lazily asked, resting his head on his hands.

"I want to buy you a drink." The old man looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of admiration and greed.

"No, you don't."

Ariel shook his head: "If I were you, I would choose to leave now."

The old man almost went crazy as he bit his lips as he spoke, wondering why he had never seen this beauty here before. He was a frequent visitor here.

"Hey, you took my position." Just when the old man was about to launch an offensive, someone held his shoulder.

"Go away."

Turning to look at the person who came, the old man changed color instantly, stood up and said, "Sorry, sir, I'm a little drunk."

"I guess so."

The visitor patted his shoulder and smiled: "Now, get out of my appearance."

"Okay, I'll leave now."

After driving away the old man who was chatting with Ariel, the other person sat where he was just now.

"Long time no see, Cross!" Ariel recognized the person. In fact, when she met her a few years ago, the person would take off her hat to show respect and call her "ma'am." ’

"Long time no see, Ariel." As a member of the Development Association, Cross was equally familiar with her.

"What, do you want to buy me a drink too?" Ariel asked funny.

"If you need it." Cross.

"so,

You can't handle my father and you're going to f--k his daughter to get revenge. Is this what you want? "

"I think this is a good idea."

"Clos, Cross."

Ariel shook her head with a mocking face: "Maybe we should go to your penthouse suite now, how about it?"

Holding up the wine glass, Ariel turned around gracefully and said with hooks: "Come on, you will become a romantic ghost, and I will make you feel great before execution."

Cross stood there with a stern expression, he didn't even dare to take another step forward.

Because he knew very well that if he walked into the elevator alone with Ariel, what would happen to him would be like this.

The man who never shows up but controls this sinful city remotely will choose to execute him with his own hands on a certain night by the river, canal or alley.

Cross had a good life as a child. Although he had an alcoholic and crazy wife, he still had four well-behaved children and looked wealthy and glamorous.

He didn't want to lose such a small day.

So, until Ariel stepped into the elevator, her seductive expression turned into deep contempt and ridicule.

The twitching index finger tightened, and the slender middle finger was raised to the sky, sending him the most cordial greetings. Cross still stood there as if he didn't see anything.

Disappearing with her was the shadow Danny who always had a poker face.

"Is Kolya here?"

"He's at Caesars Palace."

"Leave tomorrow morning, will you come with me or stay..."

"I'm your bodyguard!" Danny stated his position.

In fact, when he was sent to Vegas by his boss to be with Ariel, he had no choice.

"Very good. With you here, I don't think I need to worry about safety anymore." Ariel smiled as expected.

"Of course, I'm sure!" Danny still had this confidence.

The elevator opened, Ariel came to the door of the room, and the waiter opened the door: "Welcome home, Miss Ariel."

"Thank you." The generous tip of US$100 made the waiter smile even more sincerely.

"Danny, go find Kolya and familiarize yourself with the information he has. You will use it when we get to Cuba."

After explaining what needed to be explained, Ariel closed the door, opened her shoulder straps and let her clothes fall, and walked into the bathroom in circles with a happy pace.

She wanted to take a hot bath, listen to music, and have a nice drink.

When the night ends and a new day begins, she will be on her way to Cuba.

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Montana, Yellowstone Park.

I’ve seen it countless times in reports, movies, and American dramas, but I have a different feeling when I see it in person.

"That's Grand Teton National Park over there. There's a lot of wildlife, eagles, black bears, wolves, you name it."

The tour guide who showed them the way came from a nearby rock ranch and had been in the family for four generations. By the fifth generation, they had no intention of running it anymore.

At the turn of the old and new times, young people just want to go to big cities to find opportunities. They yearn for the upper-class life of gentlemen.

It’s not like riding a horse, driving cattle and sheep, or delivering babies to livestock every day, making your body smell like shit and urine.

If possible, they would rather throw away this family inheritance that has become a burden.

Take a brand-new check with the fragrance and temperature of ink and a wonderful number, and stay in a senior suite at the Four Seasons Hotel for a whole month.

This is the status quo and this is the future!

"I like it here, although it's a bit dry." Looking at the yellow sand blowing in the air, Li Zitao's tone was a little more mocking.

The weather here is really dry, dirty, dusty, and the nose is filled with a bitter smell.

If artificial rainfall could be obtained now, Li Zitao would very much like to give this damn place a try.

The dry air made his skin itchy. After experiencing many spas with his wife over the years, his skin became fragile.

It seems that he wants to warn the boys at home to stay away from spas as much as possible, otherwise they will become prey in the steel jungle, and even the breeze of nature will laugh at it.