soon.

Hawke pulled the vehicle aside, took a look at the Hudson River across the road, then took off his sunglasses and walked into the house in front of him with flowers.

"Dongdong!"

"Welcome, Hawke."

"Good evening, Helen."

Hawke looked at Helen who opened the door for him, greeted him with a smile, and handed over the flowers in his hand: "The flowers are good today."

Helen smiled and said thank you, then looked at Gwen who was walking in from the yard and smiled slightly: "Gwen, the spare key I gave Hawk is in the remote control box in the living room, remember to give it to him."

Gwen said oh.

Helen said while inviting Hawke in.

This new room in Gwen is not an apartment, but a community-based single-family house. In George's terms, the rent for this house was originally very expensive, but the landlord heard that the tenant was from the New York Police Department's Counter-Terrorism Department.

After the deputy director, he automatically reduced the rent and rented it to George.

This is actually very normal.

Although the community where this house is located is also a high-end community on Manhattan Island, no one would think that the community's security is better.

Especially if there is an executive from the New York Police Department in the community, it will greatly improve the community's sense of happiness and security.

This is especially true for landlords who still own three houses in this community and five houses in their hands for rent.

Although the rent for George is quite cost-effective, he can raise the rent for other houses above.

After all, being neighbors with the New York Police Department’s deputy anti-terrorism director, the rent is not expensive no matter how expensive it is.

"Give."

"Thanks."

Hawke took Gwen's hand over and connected the key to a cross. After hugging Gwen, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the key in his hand.

Gwen shrugged: "This is tied by mom, and it's obvious that mom is trying to evolve you from an atheist to a qualified Catholic."

Hawke smiled.

"Okay, I'll work hard."

"I'll tie you up for you."

"I know."

Hawke smiled and glanced at Gwen, put the key in his hand in, glanced at the three little guys who were having sex in the backyard, and then looked at the time on his watch: "Where is George, haven't you come back yet?

”

Gwen blinked and looked at Hawke: "Is there anything to do with dad?"

Hawke smiled at Gwen's gaze, without hiding it: "It's a little bit of a thing, just so I want to find George to know about it."

Gwen nodded and glanced at the clock on the wall: "It should be coming back soon. Twenty minutes ago, my father had just called and said he had bought the steak and came back."

While talking.

The roar of Ford's unique engine came from outside the door.

After a while.

The door to the garage was opened and George, who had a generation of fresh steak in his hand, walked in.

"dad!"

Gwen's eyes lit up, and he walked over, took the steak from George's hand, and said, "Hauck has something to look for you."

Said.

Gwen blinked at Hawke, then pulled the steak and walked towards the kitchen.

There seemed to be no interest in knowing what happened between Hawke and George.

Or...

Gwen has always been very smart.

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Chapter completed!