Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1224 Keeping Clarie Behind

If you like someone whose heart is not in your body, isn't it better to live than to die?

After a few moments of silent confrontation, I turned around and he would not go back upstairs.

There's nothing to say, that's what I was going for.

Even if this is not considered open and honest, but was forced into a corner, in order to protect family

and friends, I have no other choice.

With the villain, there is no need to talk about what gentlemanly manners.

The next day, I got up early and was ready to go out for some fresh air.

As soon as they came downstairs, they saw Quinn and Lucas sitting in the living room.

Two men with black faces, the table in front of the gun, a look at me, Lucas got up with a gun and

pointed over, "Bitch, say, is this what you have arranged long ago!"

Based on my relationship with Benjamin, these two men were quite polite to me, but now one was

pointing a gun at me and the other was just calmly watching, with no intention of stopping.

This is Benjamin also came out of the room, walked directly to the side and I stood side by side,

condescendingly stared at Lucas with a gun downstairs, and said in a deep voice, "Has anyone taught

you niggers what manners mean?"

"Are you kidding me? nigger, you try again!" Lucas was already emotional, at first Benjamin sarcasm,

immediately opened the safety and loaded the bullet.

Benjamin simply ignored him and turned to me and said, "Come on, let's have breakfast together."

With that, he took the lead and lifted his feet towards the stairs.

Then, in front of me, he crossed Lucas' gun and walked calmly towards the restaurant.

And Lucas didn't end up shooting.

I then followed his example and sat down in the dining room.

These two people suddenly came to the door, something must have happened, I must not miss any bit

of key information.

As soon as he sat down, Lucas cursed, "Fuck, all our men were taken away, and it was all a ploy by the

Hungas chick! She forbade us to carry guns, otherwise how could our brothers only be beaten! Jane,

you must give us an explanation!"

Benjamin glanced at him calmly, then his eyes fell on the breakfast brought by Nanny, and after tying

the napkin like a good man, he picked up his knife and fork and ate slowly and methodically.

The first swallow, before doing the cutting action again, while carelessly explaining, "without any effort,

they surrendered their guns, once the police came, they only had to tie their hands, without any

casualties throughout, without fighting, your daughter, excellent."

I froze for a moment, then I remembered after the fact the scene I saw when I arrived at the clubhouse

that day. I thought I was letting those punks wear suits and ties just for the image of the clubhouse, but

I didn't think Clarie had actually designed them.

I thought she had really changed, but it turns out that he, like Dennis, is just waiting for the right

moment to deliver a fatal blow to these people, in his own way.

"Some body hear me?" Lucas is very irritable, the hand of the gun shaking around, "Listen to me OK? I

do not care who is the mastermind, but my brother can not be accounted for here, you two, all together

to me to find a way to get my people out! "

"I don't have time to mind your business." Benjamin slightly lowered his eyelids and didn't even raise

his head, showing great impatience.

Lucas was so angry that he was about to make a move, but Quinn, who hadn't said anything, spoke up

in a strange way, "If Mr. Jane says so, it means that what Clariana did has nothing to do with you?

Then we don't have to explain to you what we did to her?"

Is this going to be a hit on Clarie?

I subconsciously tried to stop it, and just as I turned around, Benjamin had indifferently thrown out the Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

answer, "Feel free."

Two light words, as if Clarie is some insignificant passerby.

Maybe for him, but not for me.

I hurriedly shook my hand at Quinn and Lucas, "No, that's not what he meant, what Clarie did, we'll

take care of it, I'll take care of it, don't you guys hit on her!"

But Quinn did not listen to me at all, but simply waited for Benjamin to speak, and when he did not

respond, his face cooled, he picked up his gun and stood up, gritting his teeth and threatening, "Jane, I

hope you can afford the consequences of this decision!"

"Go!"

After saying that, they wore Lucas together and left in a huff.

Benjamin does not care, which means that he will not protect Clarie, so that even if there are only two

of them, to retaliate against Clarie, there is no need to worry about being outnumbered.

Once they were gone, that meant Clarie wasn't safe.

It's too easy for someone from the mob to assassinate someone.

I tried to chase them out to stop them, but just before I left the restaurant, their figures had already

disappeared at the door.

These two guys were angry and would probably find Clarie by now, and in a moment of anger, I snarled

at Benjamin like he was crazy, "What is wrong with you? Why and who told them to say that? Even if

you didn't want to protect Clarie, couldn't you have stalled them for my sake and said something false

to get rid of them? If you say those words, Clarie will die, do you know that?"

"Nothing to do with me." Benjamin continued eating without changing his face, as if nothing had

happened, "It's hard enough to read you, I'm not interested in other women."

"You-" I was so angry that I was speechless, there was no reasoning with such a person.

Too late to think about it, I just grabbed my bag and rushed out, driving straight to the clubhouse.

All the way there, I was praying that Quinn and Lucas' driving skills would be so bad that they would be

stingy and allow me to get there earlier than they did.

But the sky is not beautiful, encountered three red lights one after another on the way, to the

clubhouse, it was already an hour later.

Sitting in the car, before reaching the door, I can not stop stretching my neck to look.

Now it is not yet business hours, only a few sparse clubhouse employees in and out of the door, it

seems that nothing has happened.

Too late to think that much, parked across the street, I got out directly, ready to walk over.

I tried calling Clarie on the way here, but it was always on the line. I didn't know if something had

happened, or if the number had changed, and I had to go in and confirm it as soon as possible.

However, I had just reached the middle of the road when I saw Clarie coming out of the hall, followed

by Mario.

He had obviously left, when did he come back?

But at this point I couldn't think about that, I just wanted to warn Clarie, so I yelled at the top of my

lungs, "Clarie, get back!"

Perhaps the distance is too far away, Clarie heard my shout and turned her face, but did not back off.

At the same time, the door of one of the many vehicles parked in front of the club suddenly popped

open.

Quinn and Lucas slammed out of the car and aimed their guns at the clubhouse door.

"Run! Run!" I shouted, unable to even care about the passing cars.

Just as the words fell, the sound of bullets rang out one after another.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

Quinn and Lucas fired one after another, bullets flying one after the other in Clarie's direction.

My heart was in my throat for a moment, but in the next second, Mario turned sideways and blocked

Clarie behind him.