Nine Hundred and Ninety-Five Chapters Buy a House, Banquet Invitation

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After this matter was finalized, Luke cared about Monroe's affairs.

Harry had nothing to hide about it.

"Lindsay and her parents made an agreement that Monroe would find a place for her to send her to cultivate." Harry explained briefly.

Luke chuckled: "Is Lindsay related to you?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "In fact, Monroe and Margaret are from the same college. I met him before, and I met Lindsay by the way."

Luke was stunned: "Huh?"

Seeing his expression, Harry finally laughed: "It's rare that you guess wrong, so you don't want to keep everything under control, okay?"

Luke spread his hands: "OK. But with this level of relationship, would you be willing to help her? Don't deny it, you are very professional, but Lindsay is not as good as you. Her eyes lit up when she saw you."

Harry was dumbfounded for a moment, then nodded helplessly: "She appreciates Margaret's paintings, and has communicated with me a few times. Although they don't have a personal relationship with each other, they are still pleasing to the eye, but she doesn't know that I am a psychiatrist."

Luke can only sigh that the top circles always collide so easily.

This also proves from another aspect that poor people look down on psychiatrists.

After talking about the business, everyone got up and said goodbye.

A psychiatrist's time is money, as valuable as a lawyer.

Detective's time isn't that valuable, but he's definitely a top-three player who sells coolies.

No one wants to waste time.

When she came out, Selena looked at the red Lamborghini who ran counter to her: "This doctor... I don't think it's normal. Hearing what she said just now, it seemed that she felt sorry for Kilgrave's death."

Luke: "Isn't it the same for those FBI agents who battle wits and courage with serial killers? It's good to see the hunter. Even if it's us, is it a feeling to meet gunmen and gangsters?"

Selena tilted her head: "Yes, I want to shoot them when I see those with AKs, and I want to kick them at most when I see the gangsters."

Luke smiled without saying a word: How did you get the name Los Angeles Kneebreaker?

Out of mind? The treatment of having all five limbs amputated is not something that can be done with "two" feet.

The two chatted, drove northeast, crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, and then went to New Jersey from the Lincoln Tunnel next to their home.

Within two minutes, the car arrived in a community, where a middle-aged man in a suit was waiting.

Seeing Luke getting out of the car, he immediately paid attention.

Luke stepped forward: "Mr. Pete Potter?"

Middle-aged man: "Detective Luke Colson? This is... your wife?"

Luke smiled, Selena's face was as usual.

"She's my friend. I'm worried that I'm too careless. Let's take a look at the house together."

Selena didn't care about him at all, and took the gold nuggets to check the front and back yard of the small villa.

Luke and middle-aged Pete walked into the house.

In less than twenty minutes, the two walked out again, and Selena and Gold Nugget were already eating tiramisu by the car.

When she saw him, she nodded slightly, indicating that the situation outside the small villa was the same as the information stated.

Luke: "I bought the house. I'll ask a lawyer to talk to you after the contract. Mr. Pitt will just wait for the call."

Pete was stunned for a while, then nodded quickly: "No problem, my phone is on 24 hours a day."

Luke nodded with a smile, got in the car and left.

Selena said lazily: "The lawyer came to handle the transfer procedures, and it was done today. The fourteen hours after him will be useless."

Luke: "A person who wants to sell his house before Christmas must have his own difficulties."

Selena thought about it too.

Not in urgent need of money, who would rush to list the house for sale at this time, and the price is still 5% lower than the market price.

There is a high probability that Mr. Pitt will not be able to pass this Christmas if he does not sell the house.

When encountering a buyer like Luke who doesn't bargain, Mr. Pete is sick if he doesn't turn on the phone 24 hours a day to finalize the sale.

"Come over when you have time and replace all the daily necessities you need with new ones." He said, "Besides, your parents and younger siblings really don't come for Christmas together? They rarely have the chance to play in the snow, right? "

Selena is helpless: "Dad is busy with his rancher's addiction, and mom doesn't want to throw the head of the family on the ranch for Christmas. Finally, they have their own ranch, and they actually want to spend their first Christmas there. Snow or something, if you have the opportunity to travel to Alaska, you can see spit."

Luke was stunned: "You don't have to play so hard, right? Yes, it's pretty good to travel to Alaska."

Selena: "Mom's exact words. I think she'll be screaming and running back in about three days."

Luke laughed: "It's really fast by plane."

After thinking about it, he still said: "Otherwise, you'd better go home. We have nothing to do at Christmas."

Luke's family will come to New York for a snowy Christmas this year, and she seems to be able to enjoy the next family reunion.

She didn't go back last Christmas.

Selena pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, it doesn't take much time to fly anyway."

This is the first year that the Hayek family is happy to bring up the new ranch.

It can be said that this is Marino and Sandra's lifelong dream - to own their own land in the United States.

Of course they wanted her to go back and reunite the whole family.

While chatting, Luke also glanced at the northwest.

The place where Damon's father and daughter lived was only 500 meters away from here, so they could barely count as neighbors.

In the afternoon, Selena went out with gold coins to buy things for the cottage.

Luke works from home alone.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

This is the less important second personal phone number, and the caller number is as unfamiliar as ever, still a landline number.

He picked it up casually: "This is Luke Coulson, what's the matter?"

"Hello, Mr. Coulson, I'm Jeffrey Soderbergh's housekeeper. Mr. Soderbergh has a party tonight and invites you to come. I'll send a car to pick you up at six o'clock in the afternoon. , please be prepared."

Luke was inexplicable: "I don't have time, don't go, bye." He hung up the phone.

It's not that he's not polite, it's that the other party's politeness is even worse.

Even though the housekeeper on the opposite side was always saying "you, you, you", he had an air of helping him decide.

He had hundreds of thousands of people every minute, really thought he was the kind of young man who had nothing to do and waited for a banquet every day? Something is wrong.

Luke pouted and ordered casually, "Xiao Huo, put this number on the recording reply list."

"Yes, sir." Xiao Huo agreed immediately.

In the New Jersey manor, Tommy Hoffman, the housekeeper of the Soderbergh family, stunned the liar and dialed the number just now.

"Hello, I'm temporarily unavailable to answer the phone. If there is anything, please leave a message after the beep."