Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1142 Listen to what Clariana has to say

Folly's lion's roar, amplified by the speakers, almost deafened me, but it finally paid off.

The crowd rose up in silence and looked our way, and the clubhouse hall fell violently quiet.

Folly also does not feel embarrassed, but instead greatly and generously put the speaker to the mouth,

continue to sound crushing, "I know your personality foreigners, oh no, you are foreigners ......"

"Okay, then be direct, I remind you that this is our territory, do not bring that foreign set of forced buying

and selling here, ten minutes, ten minutes and then do not exit from my clubhouse, I guarantee that

each of you have the opportunity to have a good fight with our border police!"

At the end, she also whispered a curse, "Kam, the previous digging thing auntie has not yet settled the

score, they came to the door!"

The black thugs looked at each other, probably not yet reacting to the seriousness of it.

A group of Country M gang members suddenly appeared in the capital of Hungas, not to mention that

they have not committed any crimes, just this group of people standing in the street, it is enough to

cause mass panic.

Also do not need to find any relationship, I believe that as long as a reporting phone, the public security

department must be very happy to police and public cooperation, and give Quinn the gang a long time

to remember.

Olivia is most aware of The Lewis' tactics, and after some weighing, finally called most of the blacks

out, leaving only a few to keep watch and ensure their own safety.

When people are almost gone, Folly and I just lifted our feet and walked in, briefly calming the clerk

before negotiating with Olivia face to face.

Olivia is so arrogant, but also the dog is fighting for power, the real benefit is the Skully behind him, "I

know the person behind you is Quinn, go back and tell him, this kind of three days a small fuss five

days a big fuss behavior is really very bad taste, if this happens again, not to mention cooperation,

even ordinary friends do not have to do. "

I saw through it, she actually did not show the slightest bit of unease, but instead showed a cunning

smile, "Clara, this is your fault, how can you think of Mr. Quinn so, today I came here for purely

personal reasons, and he has nothing to do with it, you say so, Mr. Quinn heard but will not be happy."

I can be happy because she's making a faux pas here?

I do not live on the beach, others high or not happy with me, "Then you tell me what can make you light

day trespassing, if not reasonable and legal, I do not rule out the use of legal means to defend the

rights."

"Don't worry, I won't let you get what you want." Olivia raised her hands and intertwined them in front of

her chest, her bottom line, "I dare to stand here, naturally, I have the consent of the owner of the

clubhouse, it is your daughter, who personally promised to hand over the management of the

clubhouse to me."

"Heh," Folly laughed out loud, "are you dreaming? Do you know what this clubhouse means to Clarie?

Something that is so precious that she would let an outsider like you interfere with it?"

She said exactly what I had in mind, so I didn't interrupt again and looked at Olivia with cold eyes,

expressing the same doubt.

"An outsider?" Olivia lowered her eyelids and smiled, neither irritated nor irritated in any way, and said

in a good-natured manner, "Let things be as they are, just because you're an outsider today doesn't

mean you'll be an outsider for the rest of your life, who's to say, right Clara?"

Why connote me again?

"What the hell do you mean?" I had little patience for this shady woman, and did not want to be

successfully provoked, so I forced down the anger in my heart and said in a salty manner, "What you

want to do, I am not interested and not interested in knowing, anyway, with me here today, Clarie's

things, no one will be able to snatch them away."

I paused for a moment to say this, an eye blade glaring at Olivia, "If you think you have what it takes to

fight me hard, then try it."

Every time in the past she hid behind others, softly blowing the wind in her ears, telling me to suffer all

the aggravation, most of my life has passed, I do not mind touching it head-on, just the heart's

grievances all at once out.

The world is not justified by whoever shows weakness.

Olivia picked up the hostility in my sight and her gaze gradually became mixed with a bit of

ruthlessness.

Even though the face in front of me has been basically unrecognizable, I can still imagine that Olivia's

original face gnashing her teeth in hatred.

She narrowed her eyes, her hands squeezed her arms, the nail pieces decorated with sequins almost

embedded into the flesh, her body trembled with every word, "Stealing someone else's things, what

qualifies you to be so arrogant, what gives you the right to be so ostentatious!"

Even artificial beauty, but also a style, hysterical at this moment, but also really have so much

tenderness.

Even I had a moment of dismay - I was the one with all the evil.

But soon I came back to my senses and realized that this was just a trick that Olivia had poured in, the

evil one.

"I don't know what you mean by that, but if necessary, I can introduce you to a better psychiatrist, and

as for the club, you can't take it anyway."

Olivia's life is considered ill-fated, perhaps too many blows to mental confusion, it may not be a good

thing to go to see.

That's the only compassion I can do for her.

Olivia suddenly put both hands together and took out her phone with a click, "Then let's hear what

Clariana has to say."

After dialing the number, she put the phone to her ear and waited with confidence for the other side to

connect.

Folly scoffed at this, "Who's pretending to look like that."

I looked at her and slightly sympathetically pointed to the location of the head, indicating not to bother

with the psychopath.

However, the next second, Olivia hit us hard in the face.

"Hey, say something if it's convenient, so you shopkeepers can recognize the situation."

The phone actually got through.

Once Olivia finished, she pressed the amplification button and spread the phone flat in her palm, facing

the crowd.

Soon, Clarie's familiar voice came over the receiver.

"It's me, everyone do what she says, make sure the clubhouse opens properly, and when I come back,

make further arrangements."

"IV ......"

The word "quarter" stuck in the eye of the throat, the phone was replaced by a "beep beep beep" busy

sound, I did not know how to react for a while.

Folly's face is as depressed as mine, Clarie doesn't answer her phone on Facebook, but keeps in touch

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I don't know what was going through Folly's mind, but I had a feeling I couldn't tell you.

Just as when Dennis stood beside Olivia three times, the heart seems to have an extra gap above, the

cold wind whooshing, every time you pass by will scrape the wound raw pain.