"Dingling!"

Yekaterina, who was behind the bar, said without raising her head: "You have packed the gifts for you, just drive them back later."

Hawke threw the car keys on the bar, pulled open the bar stool, and sat down: "Thank you, how is the business?"

Catherine looked up.

"Your, or mine?"

"Together."

"My prosperity, do you know how many of your federal people will drink wine they usually don't want to buy on Christmas?"

"What about me?"

"You are just in a daze. After the holidays, mainland hotels post holiday notifications. Don't you know?"

"The killer has no holiday!"

“That’s a movie.”

Catherine rolled her eyes: "It's okay, don't watch those Hollywood movies, you're easy to be brainwashed. Do you have any tasks around Christmas last year?"

Hawke shook his head.

"No!"

"The killer has no holidays, but there are holidays. At this time, except for those spies and agents who like to come out for activities, we all make the year-end breaks by default. If you are bored, it just happens to be a part of Earl King's family auction tomorrow."

"No."

Hawke shook his head: "You know mine, Christmas Eve nights and Christmas day, I don't go out, where Lorna is, where I am."

no way.

For Lorna, Lorna can be out of her side for 363 and a half days out of 365 days a year.

There is no problem with this.

Lorna promises not to get angry.

But there is still Christmas night, and in this day and a half, Hawke will be missing.

Lorna will be angry for a year.

And the kind that can't be coaxed no matter how hard it is.

It is precisely because of this that Hawke turned down the Christmas Eve banquet sent by Norman Osborne and Helen's invitation to tomorrow's Christmas dinner.

Of course, Ekaterina knew Hawke's habit and smiled: "Okay, then I'm alone, just in time, after attending the auction, I'll go to Paris with Sever."

Hawke shrugged, drank Bourbon in the cup in one go, then took out a long-packed gift from his arms and handed it to Caterina: "Merry Christmas."

Catherine raised her eyebrows, took the gift, and said while taking it apart, "You know, we are just your Christmas."

Hawke smiled: "But this doesn't prevent me from giving you a gift."

Ekaterina looked up and glanced: "I mean, I don't have a gift for you."

Hawke laughed.

Next second.

After Katerina tore open the gift packaging, she put an equally dazzling diamond necklace with bows inside.

In Russia, a long time ago, there was a woman with the same name as Katerina, who liked bow necklaces very much.

Um.

It is the Tsarist Russian Wu Zetian.

Hawke looked at the expression on Katerina's face and said with a smile: "This is what I saw at an auction in May, and it is said to be the treasure of the queen."

Catherine Ye was holding the diamond necklace with the bow tied and looked at Hawk in surprise: "I just told you why this necklace has not appeared after the auction in May. It turned out that it was bought by you."

Hawke smiled: "Do you like it?"

Catherine looked at Hawke with a smile.

"If you like it, come in and help me see if it looks good."

“…”

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Chapter completed!