After Grande's lunch, Zach no longer had any reason to force Jason and Wes to be together, so he could only let them go after explaining some things.
For Jason, Zach compiled the Grande asset statement. Well, Louise actually did it and asked him to take it back to the insurance company for review. After all, he came to Zach because of the insurance business and regarded Grande as a client. He was asked to do this and that by Zach, using official duties as a cover, and Zach couldn't do it.
As for Wes, Zach sincerely asked him to make some mental preparations for James about getting an extra 'Toledo' for Grande. Zach didn't ask for much, just let Wes explore James's mouth. If James and Coulson still have questions about the fire in the South District, when consulting Wes, ask Wes to mention that Zack saved someone in Grande, and Coulson was there in the southeast. ,This is enough.
At noon, the moment when the summer sun was at its strongest, Zach did not waste it. He asked the newly arrived Shepard to go to the cemetery and other hired farmers to sort out the cemetery where the funeral would be held later, and then drag the 'General' from the basement. He came out and forced him to stand in the shadows of the back porch, where there was only room for two people, cutting off his escape—
"'General', this is for your own good." Zach held the wine glass in one hand and wiped away the freshly healed blood on his wrist with the other hand, with a serious look on his face, "I have given you all the knowledge, and the rest You can only rely on yourself. All I can say is to control your breathing..."
"Breathe, right?" The 'General' stood stiffly in the shadows, but he still didn't forget to cast a look at Zach as if he wanted to punch him, "Can't you change the metaphor!"
"No." Zach immediately refused, "That's what the ancestor taught me. This is Toledo's tradition." Zach curled his lips, "I intend to keep it. I strongly suggest that you also keep this tradition. After all, , we in Toledo are just you, me, and someone."
'General' was speechless. Not wanting to ask who 'someone' is, he puffed up his chest in an anthropomorphic manner, filled his lungs with useless gas, then slowly exhaled it, gritted his teeth, and stretched out a finger towards the section cut off by the sun...
Time passed as the 'General's' index finger continued to spark, burned to ashes, and then continued to try.
Maybe it was because Zach kept emphasizing the useless "breathing control" beside him, and he didn't want to really make some progress after listening to Zach's long-winded "general". When the whole arm can be safely extended in the sun, "rest." Zach glanced at the sun that was slightly westward in the sky. It was past noon. It's afternoon.
"I just made some progress..." 'General' showed diligence.
"We have a visitor, I don't have time to look at you." Zach twitched his lips, the sound of cars turning from Route 27 onto the gravel road was getting closer and closer.
"What guest?! I didn't see anything!"
Zach pointed to his ears, "You should already know how limited your vision is by now. You have to listen to the 'general'." Zach pulled the 'general' who was still trying and pushed him back to the stairwell. , "Keep practicing in front of the mirror. I don't need to remind you of the mortality rate for newborn vampires practicing operating in sunlight."
The 'General''s eyes twitched. He really thought there was something wrong with Zach's education method. Pity. He could only learn it from Zach.
No longer caring about the general, Zach leaned against the pillars of the back porch, swaying his wine glass leisurely, and watched Amelia's car drive into the backyard. Uh, did I forget, Amelia's car.
Wow. Amelia pushed open the car door, her body jerked on the car, and was pulled back by the seat belt.
"Ah!" Amelia exclaimed in pain, patted the steering wheel irritably, lowered her head and searched for the seat belt connector in the complicated, overlapping and fluffy dress.
Dress. Yes, and it looks like a wedding dress. I don’t know what occasion this psychiatrist had just attended, and he came over without changing into casual clothes.
"Amelia." Zach stood motionless on the back porch, watching Amelia in the car irritably tugging at the seat belt on the side of her puffy dress, "Do you need help?"
"No need!" Amelia glared at Zach, clicked, finally unbuckled her seat belt, pressed the car door, and pulled her body out of the driver's seat with difficulty...
"Are you getting married?" Zach chuckled and looked at Amelia's outfit. This dress, which was almost the same as a wedding dress, seemed ridiculous when it appeared in a funeral home.
"No!" Amelia slammed the car door hard, her exquisite makeup could not block the anger on her face at this time, "Do you have casual clothes here that I can change into!"
Zach turned his head and looked at Louise who had already walked out. He spread his hands and loyally proved that he had not helped Amelia at all.
Louise rolled her eyes at Zach and waved, "Doctor Browne, come in. I have a change of clothes."
What a fitting title for Louise, 'Doctor', yes, Amelia came as a doctor. Don’t forget, Brian is on hunger strike, he is Amelia’s patient.
Zach got out of the way and watched with some amusement as Amelia was supported by Louise and squeezed through the side door of the narrow stairwell. She walked up the stairs crookedly. He shook his head. He waited for the two ladies to go up before going. office, waiting to talk when Emilia is ready.
Wouldn't it be a waste of the vampire's hearing if he didn't eavesdrop
The eavesdropping took place in Louise's room.
"Huh? Is this the label of 'Cozier'?" Accompanied by the sound of zippers, this was Louise's voice.
"Yes." Emilia's voice said, "Uh, can you help me take off my vest first? I can't breathe..."
"oh."
There was a groan and the sound of something being untied, "Wait a minute, I want to try without breaking the label." Louise seemed to be having some difficulty facing the complicated binding of the vest.
"It doesn't matter! It's already mine, tear it off!" Amelia probably doesn't want to endure the dress anymore! "Get me out of this thing!"
"Oh." Click, something was cut off, and the sound of Emilia's unrestrained breathing appeared.
"I didn't know 'Kozier' still made wedding dresses." Louise seemed to be just expressing doubts and asked casually. Having been with Zach for so long, she certainly knows that Cozier is the iconic trademark of Confederate Menswear.
"It's done now." Amelia seemed to just reply casually, "The new product they launched in collaboration with Liszt has women's clothing."
Louise should have put the price on the label, jokingly. "It seems that 'women's clothes are several times more expensive than men's clothes' is true, and the same goes for brands like 'Kozier', whose logo is men's clothing."
"Uh..." Amelia said in a tone of explanation, "I didn't buy this, it was given by someone else."
"A wedding dress?" Reasonable doubts.
"I..." I felt like I had to explain, "I attended an event and I wore whatever I wanted. They gave me whatever they wanted."
"Oh." Louise probably raised her eyebrows, maintaining a joking tone, "I hope you found the most expensive one."
"Haha." He smiled awkwardly.
No more unnecessary dialogue.
"Okay, Zach is waiting for you in the office." Louise's voice said, "Grand has been renovated. The office is at the end of the corridor on the second floor, just around the door of the stairwell corridor."
"Oh, thank you." Amelia's voice became much more relaxed, "Where's Ryan?"
"You mean Brian." Louise didn't seem to want to talk to Amelia any more. His tone was emotionless, "In the guest room, I haven't come out since yesterday."
Probably feeling Louise's coldness, Amelia didn't ask any more questions. A moment later, Zach heard a knock on the side door.
While the door was opening, Louise passed by at the other end of the corridor, and Zach glanced at Amelia, who was wearing Louise's clothes. He said, "Well. I like Louise's outfit very much. If you wear it, it won't be so..."
Not wanting to decipher what Zach meant at all, Amelia’s face darkened, “I will return it to you!”
Zach received another eye roll from Louise and smiled. He opened the door and nodded gentlemanly, "Dr. Browning, please come in."
"It seems that doctors are getting busier and busier." Zach sat down behind his desk and poured wine out of habit. "Alice's phone call was made in the morning. The safety of her patient is actually being delayed until now."
The words were sarcastic, but also contained Zach's own little selfishness. He kind of expected Amelia to come over early, in the morning, when he was traveling, and not to participate in Amelia and Brian's doctor-patient relationship at all, and then in the best case scenario, Amelia would take Brian away...
This small expectation was shattered when Zach came back and found that Brian was still in the guest room and did not come out.
Zach wanted to know what was delaying the psychiatrist from helping her patient and dashing his little hopes.
"I'm very busy!" Emilia glared at Zach irritably. In fact, she was glaring at the wine glass that the vampire kept sloshing around as real red wine. She really didn't want to speculate about the bad habit of the vampire Zach, who is a member of a different race. How it was developed. In the eyes of people who know Zach's identity, this is simply telling the other person, "Look, this is how I insulted your human intelligence before you knew I was a vampire."
"But it's none of your business!" Amelia turned away.
"Isn't it relevant?" Zach raised his eyebrows and continued to 'insult other people's IQ', "After all, I am also the one who helped you connect with Mrs. Quinn. You haven't thanked me properly yet." Zach smiled He smiled and said, "I'm also curious about how your shelter project is going."
Amelia took a deep breath. Zach was right. Without Zach, she was just a brash woman who left a bad impression on the old people in the West End at Hermann's luncheon, talking about the shelter project.
"The project is very good." Amelia pursed her lips, "Mrs. Quinn helps in the Federation, the Veterans Home under his Quinn Group (one of Quinn's industries, as mentioned before, the Boqi misappropriation scandal) This is the system that helped identify the veteran status of many homeless people. With those homeless veterans, the shelter project received support from many aspects. In addition to private enterprises, the federal government and the military were also willing to support .”
Zach was right before, this 'point' of the veteran was the way to tie up Quinn. Now it sounds like this project is going very well, and Zach is very pleased.
"In addition to Quinn, is there anyone in the private sector who is willing to support?" Zach smiled, and the content he just eavesdropped on appeared to be Liszt's. After Herman's luncheon, Zach was banned from entering and exiting Liszt's property. Now his companion Amelia got a free Kozier dress. Zach would not fail to ask, "For example, Liszt?"
Amelia's eyes were obviously full of disgust, "Yes! Lister! Mrs. Quinn somehow managed to convince Lister to fund the shelter project."
Zach raised his eyebrows and chuckled uncontrollably, "Don't tell me, it's that old trick where a portion of the profits from anything purchased from Lister is used to donate and help repair the shelter?"
Amelia breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of giving up, "That's it. Marketing strategy, that's what they called it at the meeting."
Zach smiled and shook his head. These West End people are really good at playing. Let's judge by ourselves. "So, did you just come from some ceremony?"
"No." Amelia seemed to need someone to vent to. She was depressed among a group of powerful people who used her public welfare project for their own personal gain. "Today is a working day (Thursday), and there are no rituals. It will be now!”
Amelia shook her head, "It's just to set the makeup. Today, people from 'Kozir' who collaborated with Liszt came. They were very interested in this project and were willing to cooperate, so they made an appointment with me. The initiator of the project invited me." Attend their opening ceremony on Barton Lister Street. In order to show their willingness for this charity project, they are not prepared to 'waste money' and invite professional models to perform at the opening ceremony, so."
Amelia did not continue. However, Zach had heard it clearly. The important point had nothing to do with Amelia being forced to wear that dress on the platform. The important point was that the "Kozir" from the west was coming.
Starting from the time when Liszt was offended by an article in seductress Riley's magazine, the incident finally made progress.
"Okay." In addition to knowing what he wanted to know, Zach also got some unexpected news. That's enough. "There's no time to chat. Let's talk about business, Brian." Zach took out a This document contains information about Brian's mother's funeral. Because their cleaning maids have nothing to do with Bishop's servants, their funerals still have to be held separately.
"Alice should have told you on the phone, this is Brian's mother's..."
Zach didn't finish his sentence and was interrupted.
Amelia frowned, "Lian, it's Ryan." She seemed to want to emphasize something, "Lian's mother."
Zach still handed over the information in his hand, frowned slightly, and emphasized, "Brian."
Amelia took the document. She wanted to confirm that Brian's mother was indeed dead. The job she was supposed to do was also the professional job she should do, to help her patients get over the grief of losing their loved ones. But Amelia also frowned, glanced at Zach, and continued to emphasize, "It's Ryan. I don't care what the name is on the official documents. Under my treatment, the only personality I recognize and recognize is Ryan. "
Zach leaned back in his chair and was silent for a while. Then he spoke in a calm tone, "I don't know how you're treated,' but I can tell you this - you have been with me for such a long time. Rand’s is Brian.”
"Impossible." Amelia opened the information coldly and glanced at the photo attached to the information. This was a photo prepared as a portrait, so don't worry about where it came from.
There was a sad look on Amelia's face, she closed the document and shook her head, "She is a good mother, very caring and loving..." Amelia raised her eyes and looked at Zach with certainty, "Lian. "
"B, ray, um." Zach emphasized the fact again.
The two looked at each other and fell silent. Ugh, so weird. (..)