Chapter 586: Is this a self-restraint?

Chapter 586: Is this a self-restraint?

Elizabeth helped Emma to take a shower, and cooked some porridge for the little guy who was still eating. I found that Eric and Julia didn't go downstairs. ☆→,

Emma squatted on the side of the living room with a spoon and ate something. When she saw Elizabeth looking at the stairs from time to time, the little guy quickly thought of Eric, and raised her face with tenderness and tenderness: "Mom, What about Dad?"

Elizabeth heard Emma's address, and looked at the stairs again in confusion. When she found out that no one came out, she breathed a sigh of relief. She got up and left the sofa and Emma sat on the rug next to the coffee table. Elizabeth touched the little guy. The head, the temperature and said: "Emma, ​​can we make a game?"

Emma had already eaten enough, and when she heard the game, her eyes immediately became bright and crystal, and she put down the spoon and said, "Okay."

"This game is like this. When we talk from now on, you call me Liz, I call you Emma, ​​let's see who insisted for longer, okay?"

Emma shook her head with a hesitation, only shaking her head: "Not fun."

Elizabeth was a little anxious, saying: "Emma, ​​if you don't want to play this game, then I won't take you to Disneyland anymore, and I won't take you to Cold Water Canyon Park."

Emma blinked a few times and blurted out: "Aunt, take me there."

Elizabeth inadvertently glanced at the small bowl that had been empty in front of the little guy and tried to say: "I will not help you cook the porridge after the aunt does not give you something to eat."

The threat was a bit big, and Emma immediately showed her worried look and quickly said, "Okay. Make games."

Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief. Road: "That. Let's try it first. What should you call me now?"

"Liz," Emma shouted, and took the small bowl in front of him: "More."

The little guy just ate some chocolate cakes and drank a bowl of porridge. Elizabeth knew that she couldn’t let the little guys eat more. He said softly: “I’m eating so much today, are we going to eat tomorrow morning?”

"Speak. Not counting," Emma heard Elizabeth's refusal, and her expression immediately became wronged. The child's intuition seemed to be very strange. He complained with tears, and the little guy blurted out again without a teacher. Also deliberately increased the trick: "Mom!"

Elizabeth's head almost squatted on the glass coffee table, patted the forehead and silently lamented, had to take the small bowl in the hands of the little guy: "Hey, you can only eat half a bowl. No more."

"Well," Emma nodded immediately. Looking at Elizabeth's expression, the little guy felt like he should do something. The beautiful blue eyeball turned and once again shouted with a tender little voice: "Liz."

Elizabeth, who just got up, heard the little guy flexibly shift between the two titles, and the bottom of her heart could not help but create a thought: Is this a self-restraint?

......

Woke up Julia, Eric quickly found out the cause of the matter, the so-called 'child abuse tragedy' certainly did not happen. Julia had dinner with a few friends in the evening, drank some wine, and was slightly drunk. So, after returning home, the whim or motherhood was always motively and suddenly took care of the little guy personally, sent the babysitter to rest, accompanied Emma played the toy for a while, feeling that the little guy was a little sleepy, and she would sleep with Emma and then take a break from her own feet.

In the process, Julia and the nanny both ignored a problem. The little guy hadn’t had dinner yet. Julia didn’t ask, the nanny did not say that both of them thought the other would prepare for the little guy, and the little guy until I didn't cry when I fell asleep, so I saw the scene that Eric and Elizabeth had just seen when they entered the house. Emma was hungry in the middle of the night and ran out of the baby room to find food.

Eric began to see the little guys when Emma was adopted by Julia. When Los Angeles was rioted two years ago, Emma and Julia lived together for a while at Sharp Point Manor. Little girl grew up to the present little girl, Eric is still very close to the heart, which is why he has not corrected the little guy called his father, although the different habits of the Western godfather, but Eric has also regarded the little guy as Dry daughter treats.

Therefore, although I understand that Julia is not intentional, Eric is still angry with the woman's carelessness. Together with the movie that Julia made last year, the flame of Eric’s heart is It is more up. Last year, Eric had planned to let Julia play a romantic comedy again, to restore her popularity as a result of taking care of Emma. But the woman took another film from her own. Well, pick it up, anyway, he didn't even think that the woman who insisted on himself only made movies for fireflies. I didn't expect Eric to accidentally discover what was wrong with the filming. Two reporters rushed to Las Vegas to investigate the evidence of a casino tycoon's crime. Then there was no more, and Julia, who played the female reporter. The film didn't go out of the hotel room, and the story didn't know what it was. The whole movie was like a homework job that the primary school students used to cope with the teacher's check and ghosts. When the film came out, the critics sang aloud. At the beginning, with the accumulation of films such as "Wind Moon Beauty" and "Steel Wood Orchid", the remaining popularity was completely dissipated.

Since the fall, self-destruction!

Lazy woman, do not seek advancement, how to do this!

The more I felt in my heart, the more angry I was, so Eric cleaned up Julia's cockroaches until I found out that the woman was pleading for punishment despite her pleading for mercy, and Eric stopped.

......

Feeding the little ones on the sofa and watching the cartoons, Elizabeth once again looked at the stairs, and I don’t know how many times. Some of my heart is sour, I haven’t been there for a long time, and the two are definitely ridiculous, but let me see the children here. It’s so hateful.

Never give it to the door this time, absolutely not.

Thinking in my heart, Elizabeth finally heard the footsteps on the stairs and quickly put away her expression to make a cold look.

Eric and Julia walked downstairs one after the other, and Elizabeth put on a look that ignored Eric. Glanced at Elia, who was still flushed behind Eric.

Humph. Dogs and men.

Eric sat down on the couch. Julia walked towards the coffee machine in the corner of the living room.

Elizabeth saw that Julia was so active, and she had a feeling of hatred and iron. She was planning to release her eyes to Eric, but her eyes fell to Eric’s waist, and that she was Christmas. The gift of the gift to Eric's Hermes belt disappeared.

"Oh, it’s upstairs," Eric explained in a fluttering manner.

"Hey," Elizabeth squeezed a syllable in her nose. It seems that I don’t care if I say it.

Julia quickly cooked the coffee, poured a cup of Eric, and handed it over with ice. Eric picked up the cup and blew it, snorted and pointed her finger to the sofa next to it: "Sit Well, there are some things to discuss with you."

Julia gently nodded and leaned to the side of the sofa, but only just touched the surface of the sofa, and the girl screamed and stood up.

Elizabeth saw Julia reach out and hold her poor look behind her. Turn to Eric and hate: "Violence."

but. The girl's tone is not like complaining at all, but more of it is resentment, as if accusing Eric that there is no ‘violent pollution’.

Eric heard Elizabeth say so, and glanced at her with great interest. Elizabeth immediately escaped Eric’s eyes with guilty conscience. She realized that her tone was not strong and tough, but more like... Maybe, I am not a masochist, absolutely, right, no, yes!

In order to prove that she had no guilty conscience, Elizabeth brewed it and quickly turned her head, only to find that Eric had turned to Julia who was sitting on the sofa.

"How much money are you in your hands now?" Eric asked Julia.

Julia shook her head and hesitated, saying: "Probably, there may be 30 million."

Eric has some helplessness. This woman has no idea how much money she has. I will contact your accountant for statistics tomorrow, leaving $100,000 in living expenses, and the rest will be handed over to me."

"Julia, don't give it to him, he is robbery." Elizabeth was dissatisfied immediately.

Julia didn't seem to hear Elizabeth's words, nodded obediently: "Well, I know."

Eric also ignored Elizabeth and continued: "When the fireflies complete the acquisition of the TV network, I will exchange your money for the stock of fireflies, but these stocks and subsequent bonuses will be kept by me for you. When? After you get the Oscar movie, the right to dispose of this equity will be transferred to you."

When Elizabeth, who was about to say something, heard Eric’s words, she suddenly stopped her words and looked at the envy of Julia’s eyes. After the annual financial report was released by Firefly, it was not known how many investment institutions wanted to invest in fireflies. For this reason, they even offered several times the premium, but they were all rejected by Eric. Even this time, the TV network was acquired. Eric did not intend to share too much equity, but this time he took the initiative to replace the cash in Julia with the stock of fireflies, although the money is negligible for the future fireflies, but it is enough to show that Rick has completely treated Julia as his own woman.

Although Julia got a syndrome from her mistakes, she didn't have any problems on her IQ. She also realized the purpose of Eric. If it was other time, Julia might still be completely Eric. She was tied to her body and suffered a little bit of loss, but she was just picked up by Eric. Now Julia has no resistance at all, but she is full of obedience and dependence. At this time, Eric is estimated. She jumped from the nearby cliff and Julia would not hesitate for too long.

Eric looked at Julia not only did not bargain with her, but instead agreed to obedience, and could not help but produce a trace of embarrassment, but since the facts can not be changed, let it develop in a better direction. best choice.

Looking down on a few mouthfuls of coffee, Eric looked at Elizabeth and Julia next to her eyes, and the little guy who concentrated on watching cartoons, said: "Liz will be very busy after being the vice president of Fox, you too I can't always be idle, this time I personally arrange your next movie, no more lazy. So it is not appropriate for Emma to stay here. The environment like Hollywood is not good for Emma's growth. I intend to Send Emma to New York and the two little guys together, let Joan bring her, don't you have any opinion?"

Although there were no accidents this evening, the two women also knew that Eric’s suggestion was necessary. I can’t wait until something happened before I regret it.

Looking at Julia's nod, Elizabeth asked with some concern: "What about Julia's older brother and sister, and, will Joan accept Emma?"

"Since the custody is on Julia, they have no reason to intervene." Eric said: "And, Joan likes children very much. When Vicky went out to film, she always looked after Kevin, plus one. Emma is not a big deal. Since you have promised, I will call Joan to discuss this matter tomorrow. The little guy is already three years old and should go to kindergarten."

After discussing these things, it was nearly early in the morning, Julia was holding the sleepy Emma to the baby room. Eric continued to drink the coffee in the cup, and looked at her sitting, seemingly absent-minded, Elizabeth, once again exposed. A faint smirk, got up and said: "Go, show you some good things."

"What good thing?" Elizabeth subconsciously stood up.

"The belt that you sent me, I suddenly found that there is a lot of use, we will study again, you come to me as an assistant."

Elizabeth took a half second to react, feeling that Eric Carat walked his hand to the stairs, the body did not know why it trembled slightly, and the footsteps weakly walked upstairs with Eric, but the mouth kept resisting. "I, I, I don't want to, you, you release."

......

The temperature in Los Angeles in the early morning of February is still a bit cold, but Eric enjoys the feeling of sitting in the courtyard of the mansion on the top of Beverly Hill, whether it is in the south of Los Angeles or the northern valley is covered in a layer of thin In the fog, but Eric can feel the faint warmth of the rising sun.

In the courtyard of the hilltop mansion of Elizabeth and Julia, several sets of seats were placed in the courtyard. Eric was sitting at a round table with an ibm laptop on the table, next to it today. The Los Angeles Times.

Although Los Angeles is just eight o'clock, but New York in the east is already at eleven o'clock, Eric has just exchanged his call with Kasenberg on his morning and ab negotiations, although the media around the world are paying attention to it. Eric’s newspapers also have a lot of space to report on the movements of both sides, but the parties involved in the negotiations will undoubtedly get more accurate first-hand information.

Moreover, there have been some situations in the negotiations in New York this morning. (To be continued.)