Chapter 227

Green hill.

This is Bailey's private estate, which in addition to large areas of grassland and trees, there is a stream and a small vineyard.

Although the wine production is not much, and the taste is far less than that of the real winery, as a person with status, Bailey is willing to play a little bit. Anyway, he is not bad for money. He is a Gallic chicken on the surface. In fact, he serves for John Bull, and he has not been a loyal follower of John Bull since his generation. His great grandfather was still in the glorious age of the queen.

Tonight, Bailey held a private dance in his manor.

In order to enhance their social circle.

Not only did the well-known independent congressman Mr. Louis and other politicians arrive, but also famous artists, scholars, directors, stars and supermodels were present. It can be said that the stars are shining.

Mr. Bailey, a tall man with a big back and a mustache, is the center of the crowd.

He raised his glasses frequently and invited the guests to drink.

The atmosphere of the ball was very hot.

Stars and young models vie with each other to show their beauty in the dance hall like peacocks. And the billionaires, with elegant smile, gathered together to talk about football. Several of them, even the directors and even the chairman of a football club, talked with the same interest and burst into laughter from time to time, which attracted the eager little stars to look forward to. If you are tired of dancing, you can also sit down at the bar and order a cocktail to enjoy a moment of peace.

Upstairs, the host also provides a lot of guest rooms. Gentlemen who need rest can take their female companions to have a rest.

All in all, it was a perfect party.

A perfect night!

If it wasn't for a strong bodyguard who whispered in his ear, Bailey would be in a good mood from now until tomorrow morning. But as soon as the head of the bodyguard said, Bailey's smile was restrained, and his eyes were staring at the man like a sword: "I'll give you ten minutes to deal with this matter right away, and don't let it disturb my guests. Do you know how many guests have come this evening?"

"Yes, boss!" The head of the bodyguard quickly led his men to leave.

"What's the matter?" A supermodel, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around him, came over gracefully with a long leg and a glass in hand. She raised the glass to Bailey and said, "does the master have a bigger surprise to announce to us?"

"Of course!" Bailey's serious face unfrozen immediately: "for our beauty, I have to do everything to make you happy, don't I?"

"You are such a romantic and hospitable host!" Supermodel takes the cup and Bai Bailey to touch lightly, the glaring eyes discharge repeatedly.

"For the beautiful angel to come!" Bailey. Cheers.

"For the romantic master, too!" Supermodel's blue eyes are full of something that can't be explained clearly, which is very attractive and makes people want to explore deeply.

Bailey became interested and wanted to explore each other's secrets.

Unexpectedly, the damned head bodyguard is back.

He looked nervous.

Very impolite rushed to Bailey's side, regardless of the beautiful supermodel beside, sweating, he directly probe in Bailey's ear and quickly reported: "boss, those two people are missing! I swear, Jones and Wright, they've caught those two men. They're pointing guns at their heads. Just when I reported to you, I dare say they've been arrested! But, just in the blink of an eye, when I go out again, those two people will be gone! "

"Did those two men become angels?" Asked Bailey, suppressing his anger.

"No, I don't know. Maybe there is*********