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It seemed that these were all respectable people in this area. Hermione saw a middle-aged woman with a somewhat stout body coming from a distance, dressed in gorgeous clothes. Haider went over and brought her over. She should be his wife.
"Did you train 11 people so quickly? There are 11 other people, injuries, training, etc., all of which have to be taken into consideration."
"Let's try it first to see the effect. This time we will play for 60 minutes and see. You can watch the game together in a few days. The simple venue has been prepared. I heard that Ms. Austin is good at all sports.
May I have the pleasure of asking you for advice?"
Fallon kept looking for topics to chat, and Hermione didn't mind giving him a little shock of half-time. Mrs. Dermott, who was beside her, had been sullen and kept the corners of her mouth raised, holding Hermione's right hand.
Her left hand had already revealed her emotions and was tightly clamped.
"Mr. Fallon, please do it next time. My current clothes are not very convenient. Running around in a skirt is not how a lady should behave."
"I was rash, I might as well find another time." Fallon's eyes were fixed on Hermione's white gauze. The female companion beside him noticed Mrs. Dermot's frozen eyes and wanted to remind her but did not dare to make any move.
"Mr. Fallon, is this your new wife?" Mrs. Dermot interrupted Fallon's thoughts.
"Mrs. Dermot, I heard that you have not been in good spirits recently. It seems that you are fine now. And Hans is here too. You can definitely go to Maxi Theological Seminary. This is me in East Poole.
I know a girl, her name is Lucy Vienna, and she's traveling with me."
Fallon then turned his attention back to Dermot and the group beside Hermione. He had indeed lost his composure just now, or perhaps the charm of the woman in front of him was too high, causing his fragile mind to lose control.
Behind him, Lucy also saluted everyone, squatted down slightly, and smiled in greeting. Her light golden hair looked crystal clear in the few rays of sunlight that filtered through the shade of the trees. She had an oval face, gray-green eyes, and thin lips, and her entire face remained.
She has the innocence of some girls, but also a hint of maturity; she wears a goose-yellow waist dress, which also reveals a piece of snow-white chest, but the collar is higher.
"It seems that you have found a very good partner. Lord Miller will probably like it very much. Please go back and have a look when you have time." At this moment, Mrs. Dermot just wanted to politely end the topic with Fallon quickly, otherwise he would not pester him again.
Holding her own Hermione.
"I have my own sense of responsibility for this, so I don't need to bother you, Dermot, to worry about it." Fallon didn't pay too much attention and planned to continue chatting with Hermione.
Just when the atmosphere of the conversation was getting a little subtle, Medel arrived with his wife, who was about the same size. Dermot and Mrs. Medel hugged each other cheek to cheek, which was the etiquette between acquaintances.
"It's been a while, Dermot/Martina.
Later, Hermione also met Medel's wife, Martina Medel. Her first impression on Hermione was that she was a bit chubby and the main character in the British TV series she watched before.
He looks amiable and amiable. Although his age has betrayed his health, his reassuring and approachable temperament is still there.
"Ms. Austin? It's the first time we've met. You are very beautiful. If you have time, you can come and sit at my house. I believe my children will like you very much."
After she finished speaking, the three sisters of the Medel family appeared behind her, greeting everyone one by one and getting to know each other. The eldest sister looked about 16 years old and about the same age as Gloer, the second sister looked like 12 years old, and the younger brother was older than Hans.
It was rare for Hermione to see a normal and happy family, and she almost burst into tears among these secret lovers. When Mrs. Dermott saw the arrival of her old friend, she could go to other places to chat, away from the annoying Fallon.
"Go and play by yourselves."
Mrs. Dermott asked Ade to take Hans and the three Medel siblings to play together. As for what to play, it was up to them.
"Did you all come so quickly?"
Mrs. Ortel also came here. She was wearing a red and white striped dress today. She was accompanied by a middle-aged man with a mustache on his upper lip. He was wearing a black formal suit. She looked smart, capable, and a little noble.
, he should be Alter's husband, Baron Lorry.
Hermione was a little surprised, why so many people came to today's small banquet, and the host, Administrator Carlo Wagner, was not there, and the hostess also didn't show up.
"Ms. Austin? A very charming young man. First time meeting you. My name is Lorrie von Lange."
"Hello, Baron Lorry." It seems that this baron is also a well-respected person in Faro.
"Although I want to talk to you for a while, there are some things that wait for no one. Medel, Fallon, Charles, let's talk to Cecil first!"
Baron Lowry took the two of them away and went to the table in the distance to chat with the man here who kept looking at them.
"Do you guys want to change your clothes and play? There is no shortage of clothes here at Redman." Ortel said to the remaining ladies. For them, this place is like their own home.
"Okay! I'm going to change my clothes first." Zolilia was already bored with these conversations and couldn't get a word in.
"Wait a minute! Haven't you seen Redman yet?"
Mrs. Dermot was a little surprised that the real owner hadn't come for so long. Ortel was thoughtful and looked at the house in front, with the corners of his mouth raised. Almiron, who didn't say much, looked at Ortel's smile.
I roughly understand.
The white door of the house opened, and a mature woman wearing a green velvet skirt walked out, looking like a lady. Behind her, the maid took a child to join Hans' group who were playing.
"I'm sorry, everyone, something small happened and it's only been dealt with now. I hope you can have fun."
Redman raised her wide skirt to salute, her brown and black curly hair was tied into a popular hairstyle, she simply wore some jewelry so as not to look too tacky, and her face was rosy.
Hermione found that her whole body was excited, her spirit body was orange-red, and the smell of hormones couldn't be hidden from her. It seemed that they were another couple who were mutually minotaurs, but they didn't know who they were. They weren't somewhere in the house just now.
Are you watching a group of people like you having an affair? It's exciting enough to know how to play.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hermione, who is half a head taller than them, easily becomes the center of attention with her outstanding appearance. At this moment, when she looks at Mrs. Redelman, who has come late, she makes him a little confused.
Not adaptable.
"Ms. He…Ms. Austin, is there something on my face?"
"It's nothing. Mrs. Redman, you look very good and elegant today."
"Really? Thank you for the compliment." Mrs. Redman touched her cheek, a little shyly.
Hermione felt her right hand being pulled again, and thought to herself, Mrs. Dermot, why are you jealous of your best friend? You are also very good-looking.
"Let's go sit down. I see you have been standing for a long time, especially Almiron. Aren't you always walking unsteadily recently?"
After Ortel finished speaking, he and everyone sat down around the small round table that had been prepared. Mrs. Redelman had to talk to other guests and left directly.
"Mom, I went to play too. It's so boring here." Zolilia finally couldn't bear it anymore. She picked up her skirt and ran to join Hans' group of football players. Ladies and so on, please go aside first.
"Then remember to put on some sports clothes. How do you look like this?"
Almiron gave some instructions and asked the accompanying maid to quickly watch.
Hermione sat down and kept smiling. She also wanted to join the football team. Although her feet were wearing low-cut high heels, they should not be damaged under the control of her own strength!
Most of the conversation after that was about Hermione, especially Alter who wanted to find out all three generations of Hermione's ancestors. They only knew that Hermione was from Intis.
"Why don't you come and play tennis! Especially you, Martina, you need to exercise more. If you don't maintain your charm, Medel will be like Fallon and go to the states of Marseille to pick up a lover."
I don’t know why Ortel was so active, she was the one talking most of the time.
Martina responded with a smile. "I believe Luc is not such a person. I just want to see you guys having fun."
"That's just right, Ms. He...Austin and I will play badminton together, Ortel and Almiron will play tennis together, and Martina will count for everyone."
Mrs. Dermot took Hermione and went directly to change clothes and get ready. Anyway, the chatting was not in line with her wishes.
