Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 845 Satellite Phone

I don't know what Dennis took Mandy away and said, but after Mandy left, she didn't go back to her

study, and left her files and computer with me.

I guessed that Dennis thought that Mandy and I had come up with the idea to find Hank in the U.S., so

he was angry with her and forbade us from seeing each other anymore.

I didn't see Dennis again throughout the night. I sent a Facebook message to Mandy, only to find that

her phone was in her briefcase and she left in a hurry this afternoon.

After putting Clarie to bed, I leaned back on the couch and studied while waiting for Dennis to return.

The afternoon conversation was not pleasant, and I thought that after a few hours, when we had

calmed down each other, we could sit down and talk again.

I was the obvious choice for Hank, but Professor West warned that the baby was still unstable and I

wasn't up for the long haul, so I had to hope that Dennis would come up with the best of both worlds.

But I forgot that pregnant people are very sleepy, and it didn't take long in the living room for me to fall

asleep in a daze against the couch.

In a trance, I heard some movement outside in the corridor, I woke up, opened the door to look outside,

in addition to the lighted wall lamp, the outside was empty, no one.

Maybe it was a hallucination. After standing by the door for a while, I went back to sleep, this time very

deeply.

The next day, I woke up, but people lying in the bedroom, looking at the quilt on my body, I frowned, got

up and went downstairs, no one in the living room, but breakfast is ready on the table, next to a sticky

note.

"madam, breakfast is ready for you, if it's cold you may have to trouble yourself to heat it up." Nanny's

handwriting, there should be some urgent matter, so she took a leave of absence.

I'm not a spoiled person, so I heated up a bowl of porridge and ate it casually with pickles.

I soon found out that things were not that simple. Usually at this time, Clarie knew I was awake and

should be clamoring to come and stick to me, but today she was nowhere to be seen, and after looking

around in the backyard, she was not there either. Not only that, but even the other servants at the villa

were gone, and the house that was lively yesterday suddenly became an empty house today. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Other people also forget, I worry about Clarie's safety, wait for a while no one to inform me of her

whereabouts, also can not sit down, rushed upstairs to find a cell phone to call, but I found the

bedroom from the study, in addition to the desk landline, simply did not find other electronic

communication products.

After freezing in place for a few seconds, it dawned on me - I was under house arrest by Dennis.

Last night those movements are not other, it is Dennis brought people in to collect things, so as to cut

off my contact with the outside world, he did a great job, even the network was disconnected,

omniscient computer turned into a pile of scrap metal.

I was angry and anxious, immediately dialed Dennis's number with the landline, of course, this is by no

means the reason for my good memory, ten years, this man's number I can not remember is the

accident, as for others, the first three digits of the number I did not write down.

Dennis answered in a second, acting like a normal person, "Awake?"

"Where did you take Clarie." I hated his self-interest and tried desperately to hold back in order to keep

myself from losing control, "You took the phone away too, didn't you, Dennis, that's really mean."

I thought Dennis would be enraged, however, he acted as if he didn't hear, and directly digressed,

"Every hour there will be bodyguards going in to patrol and confirm your safety, tell them if you need

anything, but don't presume to borrow the phone from them, anyone communicates with you, I will

make them never be able to speak again for the rest of their lives, you better think about those

bodyguards , don't be capricious."

I knew that with his tone, there was no room for rebuttal, and gritted my teeth in indignation, "What

about Clarie, you always have to let me stay with her, it's not like she's going to affect you in any way."

"Sent to Folly's house, Clarie likes her brother, will not make a scene, in order to meet Clarie's wish,

this time, you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"Duh..."

Dennis hung up the phone after he finished, leaving me unresponsive and a room full of loneliness.

I wanted to drop the phone, but it was the only way to communicate with the outside world, so I had to

put it back carefully.

Active and passive is not the same, at least I was, forced to do a morning companion with books,

knowledge is not into the brain, but more restless heart.

As Dennis said, every hour a bouncer would come in, look at me from a distance across the hallway

and leave. I was in a bored mood at the moment, and when I heard the footsteps of the bouncer

coming up the stairs, I stared at the stairway with some sadness in my eyes.

The bodyguards were dressed uniformly, suits and ties, in fact, they were beaters in cultural shirts, and

I was thinking that the people who came up this time looked out from the stairway and saw my

expression, and would be taken aback.

However, the bodyguard who came up this time did not stop and turn around when he reached the

stairway, but walked along the fence all the way towards the study.

The sense of crisis makes me subconsciously cover the small of my back to lean back on the back of

the chair, when the bodyguard has come to the door, see his face, I instantly relaxed alert, but began to

tangle, this face is very familiar to me, but can not really recall the relevant memories.

In a daze, the bodyguard walked straight to me, took three or two steps to the desk, extended his long

arm, and revealed the satellite phone in his hand.

I was surprised and delighted, immediately took it in hand, this thing at first I only saw in the hands of

Bob's group, deep in the mountains does not affect the exchange of information with the outside world,

is a very rare treasure.

"Mrs. George, sir has installed a signal shield around the villa, this satellite phone can contact the

outside, someone will call you later, be careful, don't be seen by others."

Just as he finished, the sound of footsteps came from downstairs, the other bodyguards saw that he

delayed a bit too long, followed in, "Hey Barry , what are you doing, nothing to squeal!"

I hurriedly hid the phone into the cabinet at hand and relieved the bodyguard named Barry, "Nothing

much, there are some books on the bookcase I can't reach, let this young man help."

As soon as the following heard it, the footsteps stopped, probably afraid that having communication

with me would be discovered by Dennis, and did not even respond.

Barry, mission accomplished, exchanged glances with me and hurried downstairs.

After confirming that the two men's footsteps had disappeared, I picked up the satellite phone and

ducked into the bedroom bathroom.

Barry should inform the other party after he goes out and the call will come in no time. I'm curious as to

who knows my situation so well and is willing to risk offending Dennis.

I didn't have to wait long. Fifteen minutes later, the light of the satellite phone flashed and I immediately

pressed the answer button.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Clara? It's you right, phew, okay okay, how scared I was that Dennis would find out."