Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 886 A multiple choice question

"......Toby found a document from back in the day with Grandpa Hank's signature on it, but it's not

completely certain."

Dennis is a smothering personality to do great things, I am afraid that if there is no more than 80%

certainty, will not tell me about this.

No wonder Hank has been telling me to guard against Dennis, I think he also knows what happened

back then, so before Dennis, in front of me to confuse.

I'm not used to speculating with the utmost malice, especially Hank, but it just didn't work out that way

and he became the biggest variable.

That's when Toby's voice came from across the room.

"General Manager, it's ready."

Dennis responded and hung up the phone, "Call you tomorrow ...... do-"

Put the phone to the front, has returned to the dialing interface, looking at the only one call record, the

heart mixed.

Dennis wasn't worried about my situation at all.

Actually, I don't blame him, it's my own choice after all.

Put down the phone I did not sleep, simply hold the laptop repeatedly have to look at the baby's

picture, hoping to draw clues from it to find his whereabouts.

Look at it and just fall asleep.

It was 10:00 a.m. local time when I woke up again. The weather in Country M has basically not

changed much since the beginning of winter, and the sky was gray and overcast, as if the end was

near.

After washing up, I opened the door and went downstairs, intending to have a good look around.

The whole old castle was as peaceful as ever, with little difference except that there were a few more

servants than before last night's arrival.

These people went to great lengths to get me here, but did not have the slightest intention of

preventing me from escaping, I don't know if it was because they took the child and were emboldened,

or something else.

"Good morning, Clara," Hank sat at the table, a white suit, elegant and gentlemanly movements, the

corners of his mouth slightly raised, reminding people at a glance of the words gongzi like jade.

People for the chopping block, I am the flesh of the fish, fear is useless, I simply frankly walked over

and sat down opposite him.

The maid was smart enough to bring an identical breakfast and set it down in front of me.

I, on the other hand, have been watching Hank's every movement expression.

After talking to Dennis on the phone last night, I've been wondering if Hank has really changed.

"Clara, if you keep reading, I'm going to think that you're ready to change your mind."

Hank's eyelids did not lift, lips a closed, but the words carry a great shock.

I froze for a moment before reacting, and then took it in stride, "I don't understand, what's the idea?"

"Of course ......" Hank stopped the movement in his hand and looked up slowly, his dark eyes staring at

me, smirking, "choosing to stay with me."

Unsurprisingly, everything has changed, except his obsession with me remains indestructible.

Only now he is no longer the white moonlight who protects me everywhere, but the culprit who stole my

flesh and blood.

I sneered, my words dripping with sarcasm, "I didn't know that you were so self-righteous before."

Naturally, I wanted to provoke him, so as to extract the desired information, but even though the words

were strange, Hank was not moved, as if he could not feel, so I had the feeling that a punch on cotton.

He laughed and asked me back, "What is it about Dennis that fascinates you so much?"

What does Hank want?

The relationship has already been sealed, and now you have to find yourself in trouble?

I threw the subject right back at him, "What do you think?"

Hank heard me say that and actually really frowned and thought for a moment before continuing to

speak again, "I don't think it's that Dennis charmed you, but that you are inherently a soft-hearted

person and that you stayed with Dennis only out of pity, because of the child."

Stubborn people have an unknown set of values in their psyche, and those who are self-righteous and

forceful even so.

I straightened my expression and looked at him coldly, "How do you know if there's love between us if

you've never loved anyone?"

"Maybe you should learn to care for yourself first? Stop it, Clara, there's no future for Dennis and you."

As we looked at each other and spoke, Hank tilted his head towards me again and our eyes became

more entwined.

This repels me from the bottom of my heart.

After seeing him in this castle last night and greeting those people as if nothing had happened, the

sight of Hank again makes the stomach flip subconsciously.

"Hank, do you really think you can manipulate other people's lives? You say Dennis and I won't last, so

we can't last? The truth is, we have loved for ten years, and there will be a second and third decade in

the future, and even if we separate, divorce, and never see each other again, our hearts are together,

and that is something that you will never be able to appreciate."

I looked at him with cold eyes, unconcealed flow of mockery and contempt.

Hank, however, did not take it well at all, but instead leaned back with a pleasant expression, "Clara,

I'm thinking of you."

The gentle and doting "Clara" name came through and made my heart feel like it was being pulled by

something for a moment.

It's still the same face, such a humble and gentle voice, the same Hank who pulled me back from the

hell of madness.

But he's not him anymore.

When he saw my face, Hank looked like he had gotten away with a prank, raised his eyebrows upward,

and took a sip of coffee from the table.

Maybe it was an accomplishment for him to get me to have a little mood swing.

"Hank, what exactly are you trying to do?" I frowned, my expression serious and grave, and the hand

resting on my knee subconsciously clenched its fist.

My intuition tells me that Hank, today, is no longer the Gibson family boy who put me first.

Hank ducked his head and avoided my eyes as he sliced the omelette on his plate, "Don't look at me

like that, in fact, we work well together don't we Dennis, should be looking for you soon."

The heart abruptly sank downward, a bad feeling rose in the heart.

That cell phone ...... is they deliberately asked me to call Dennis to lure him over!

"Hank!" I slapped the table in anger, he deliberately abandoned me last night just to give me the

opportunity to make that call.

What a good calculation.

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him.

Hank ate his breakfast impassively, acting like nothing was wrong, but the words that came out of his

throat were chilling, "You and your son on one side, and the two daughters at home on the other, guess

what he'll choose?"

My mind instantly went blank, and countless thoughts raced outward.

No matter how we choose, we will lose our cherished ones, even if Dennis can make all-round

arrangements, this is always Country M, Dennis's power is out of reach, no different from throwing

oneself into the net.