Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 956 Literally

Dennis seems to want to pull back the game, narrowing his eyes, thoughtfully said, "It seems that just

to invest money in Folly's company is not enough, Kimdock I also have to take some shares, so as to

avoid you guys fooling around."

"Is that necessary?" How did Dennis suddenly become so controlling.

"Of course." Dennis nodded solemnly and looked at me seriously, "It is my right and duty to keep track

of my wife and ensure her safety, is there a problem Ms. Kennedy?"

To his winning eyes, I subconsciously shrank my neck, there is a kind of eerie feeling.

Dennis the man, the double quotient is extraordinary, this bite a rights and obligations, it is difficult not

to suspect, in my preparation for the judicial examination, he incidentally also learned once.

"No problem." An innocent face shook his head, dare I have one?!

Just finished, I noticed Dennis's face changed, gloomy, I don't know who he was angry with again.

After a long silence, Dennis sighed and looked at me deeply, "Wilbur's situation, I have not been able to

inquire thoroughly for the time being, but on the information obtained so far, is by no means good, Luna

and Samuel insist on setting you up, I am worried that in the end something happened not only to The

Lewis family. "

The parking space is in a dark corner, the ceiling light is faintly shining through, and I can vaguely see Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Dennis' expression at this moment.

The Palma family moved back to the country because Wilbur united with several consortiums of

Country M, ate up the largest state-run company in the state of Florida and laid off tens of thousands of

bottom-level employees with his own hands, destroying tens of thousands of families. If The Lewis

family really endorses him and helps the Palma family to take root, whether it will be another drama of

the farmer and the snake in the future is anyone's guess... ..."

In this way, Wilbur hands of money is not a clean point, no wonder just now he knew that the money to

Jose and hit the water no difference, but still bent on doing it.

The people who take other people's hard-earned money and build their own "moral house" without

changing their faces, how horrible is such a person.

Dennis can find out, Luna and his wife can't be unaware of it, but still stubbornly match me with Wilbur,

don't you think it's too ugly to eat?

But it still doesn't make sense.

Luna and Samuel are too guilty of me to watch me fall into the hands of scum, the only possibility is

one, they were threatened.

What kind of handle could scare both the Luna couple, and The Lewis family behind them?

Looking at Dennis, the thought occurred to me that perhaps I should investigate not only him, but also

my so-called biological parents.

Whatever the bitterness, they finally chose the latter at the other end of the scale from me, born once,

and now again.

"I know, Wilbur this person, from now on I try to avoid." Nodded, subconsciously reached out, in Dennis

shoulder gently brushed, "but you, must pay attention to health, remember, no matter whether I can

solve the poison on my body, if you have something, I am also the same bad life."

Or live together, or die together, less any one, the world will be meaningless to each other.

Dennis looked at me with downcast eyes, as if he had suddenly seen through my mind, his eyes

became complicated.

"What do you mean?" He lowered his voice, his voice even colder than usual.

"Literally." I didn't look up, I just seriously straightened the clothes on his body for him.

The atmosphere in the car was suddenly a little tense, Dennis opened his mouth to say something

more, the quiet basement suddenly sounded the sound of intensive footsteps.

Looking up, Susan and Marcus had exited the elevator and were coming this way.

Reacting, I immediately opened the door and prepared to get out of the car, "I should get going."

"Clara," Dennis suddenly grabbed my arm, deliberately low voice with a blazing anger, "no matter what

you thought before, remember in the future, no matter whether I die or live in the future, as long as it is

possible, you must give me life, remember. "

The last three words, with a heavy gnashing of teeth, Dennis squeezed my wrist fiercely before

suddenly releasing it again, leaving me to get out of the car and rush behind the load-bearing pillars a

few meters away before Susan and the others came over.

Soon, Dennis left Marcus and Susan behind and drove off alone from the parking lot. The two

remaining men saw no surprise and waited for the driver to bring the car around before disappearing to

the exit again.

I did not come out from behind the stone pillars until the basement was quiet again.

Standing in place, staring at the "safe exit" sign for a few seconds, remembering Dennis' words,

suddenly some palpitations.

Tell me directly that he held the idea of leaving me.

What has happened to this man, who would do anything just to keep me alive, to get up with such

desperate thoughts?

I couldn't wait, so I called Janice and asked them to meet me at a nearby cafe.

Kimdock opened in the busiest neighborhood of downtown, and the nearby cafes were recognizable.

Fifteen minutes later, Janice walked in with someone in tow.

The man wore a duck-tongued hat, passing the reception desk, but also deliberately lowered the brim

of the hat, avoiding surveillance, and seems not to want to stay over the traces.

Once chatting, Janice also mentioned that they do this line of work, are in the knife mouth to mix life,

earn the real "sweat money", too many enemies, do not know when they will come to the door, so you

must always be vigilant, even sleep have to keep one eye open.

For me, it's just a yes deal, I don't care how many lives are on the backs of the people I'm working with.

As soon as they sat down, I got to the point, "Dennis's recent medical report, as well as his activity

track, I want it now."

"But the appointment is in three days, and you have to give him time to check." Janice reminded.

"No problem." The man still had his head down, and from my angle I could only see the lower half of

his face, his chin crawling with black beard, his complexion a little darker than City P people, his lips

thin and turned out, with a kind of desert roughness.

"The medical examination data, the itinerary, and the people and events that I have come into contact

with since the investigation, are the most basic information that I can immediately transfer to you on my

phone, and more in-depth, which I can't get right now." The man said as he took out the cell phone he

was carrying, operating it as he spoke.

Soon, a document alert popped up in my Facebook dialog box.

Click, download, and after a short wait, the file opens.

Slide down a little, zoom in, move around, and find the results column - Physical Fitness: Excellent.

In the column of major illnesses, there are a few scribbles, but the word "none" can be seen.

A long breath of relief at the medical report, it's good to be okay.

Dennis is extremely vigilant and must be good at shaking off tails behind him. I didn't have much hope

for the trajectory I had investigated, but then I saw the column marked red in the table.

The same text is clearly written on it - Newton Townthe George Residence.

On different days and the same nights, Dennis made several trips to City P and Newton Town to visit

the ancestral home left by the Old Mr. George.