Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1149 is already a puppet

The worst possible scenario can't help but come to mind.

Dennis is so smart, the business world has suffered a loss in the back of the matter of revenge is

common, he will not be able to calculate this point?

To put it more bluntly, he acquiesced and acquiesced to all that happened that year.

Dennis was young and angry, and did things without mercy, offended a few people, and understood

that losers do not give up. He knew that Olivia would follow him like a shadow to attract the death of his

body, but he neither stopped nor refused, but let it develop, so that all the enemies know that Olivia is

on the tip of his heart.

He succeeded, when those under the defeated out to start revenge, Olivia became the number one

target, blocked the jinx for me, not only lost the body of innocence, and even pregnant with the child of

the mob, this is just one of the ......

The truth may be more brutal than I thought!

In a flash, I suddenly understood more accurately the two years of his erratic newlywed, Dennis hated

me, hated that he could not help but love me, and hated himself for my sacrifice of his late best friend's

sister!

A lifetime of bright and honest people, in order to protect my well-being, in that period of time, became

the kind of people he despised the most.

The throat tickled, countless questions like millions of ants stomping in it, a second before opening his

mouth, Dennis lifted his feet and walked out quickly, leaving Leo and me with only a forlorn elusive

back.

"Is this guy crazy?" Leo inexplicably looked at the direction he left, a little carry.

I dropped onto the couch, realizing that I had personally shredded Dennis' carefully concealed decency

and forced him to show himself as despicable, "I'm the one who's crazy."

Imagine, the war heroes of the general, when the success of fame, but jumped out of a witness who did

not know better, pointing to the general's merit badge, the words shouted - "deserter! The noble

collapse of faith, the end is just the general hate, die in peace.

Dennis is not a good "general", than the general, he was born in the limelight, everything does not lag

behind, he is proud and noble.

I was suddenly very afraid, afraid that this one flaw would be like the first domino to fall and destroy

everything for Dennis.

All night, Dennis's phone was off.

Snowy, as if he could sense the change of adults, couldn't wait for him and kept clinging to me, as if he

was afraid that I would also disappear.

In order to take care of the children's emotions, I could not show too much emotion, so I had to pretend

that nothing was wrong, and privately asked all kinds of relations to find someone.

When it was almost dawn, it was suddenly raining outside the window, and the house was stuffy, so I

simply got out of bed and went to the balcony to watch the rain.

In fact, after a night of chaos, even I didn't know whether I was watching the rain or hoping to see

Dennis' familiar figure in the rain.

I finally got to send Jamie and the others to school, and I couldn't wait any longer to change into civilian

clothes and get ready to go out, to the office, to the bar, to the reunion place ...... The first time I saw

the house, I was ready to go.

Just as I reached the door, a black stretch Lincoln blocked my way.

The window slowly rolled down to reveal Benjamin's hypocritical face, with the usual shallow smile in

his eyes in order to hide the deeper secrets of his heart.

I swept my eyes down at him and decided to ignore him, but Benjamin called out to me at the right

time, "Sister-in-law, don't you want to know what big brother is doing now?"

At this moment I really want to grab his collar and add some color to his face of pretending to be crazy,

but for Dennis, I can only endure.

Benjamin immediately recognized the situation and had the driver open the door on the other side of

the car.

Without unnecessary hesitation, around the body, I sat up. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Benjamin led me into the highest office building across from the George Group, with an elevator going

straight to the top floor.

Elevator doors open, go forward only one direction, go inside is the open room decoration, a large

space, in addition to the glass dining table by the window and the ceiling minimalist style chandelier, no

other decoration.

The table is decorated with ambient sense and fine western wine, with a strong sense of color, and the

whole corner in the room as a whole, like a utopia in the desert.

Benjamin called back the people around him, walked directly to the table and sat down, cupped the

goblet of red wine, while shaking it and put it between his nose to smell the sweetness of the wine,

after taking a sip, overlooking the city of traffic below him as if no one was watching.

Dennis also does this from time to time, but the difference is that he just calmly stands in front of the

window, silently calculating, without so many fancy tricks.

"It's not time to sit down and have a drink with me." In a commanding tone, he expected me to do

whatever he wanted in order to learn Dennis's whereabouts.

But my patience was nearing its limit, unwilling to satisfy his perverted desire for control, standing

motionless in place and pulling away directly from the subject, "Don't blame me for talking badly until

you see Dennis."

Benjamin apparently did not care at all about my unpleasant threat, as good as the flow of the highball

glass on the table, raised his hand to point to the chair opposite, inclined his head to indicate that I sit

over.

The look in his eyes was so confident that it was certainly a provocation for me.

Well, let's see what he is selling.

Lifting his feet and walking over to sit down, his face was not at all polite, even a little aggressive, "OK,

now you can talk?"

Benjamin's mouth curled up in an intriguing curve, his hands propped up on the countertop, like a

leader lecturing and extending his right index finger to point in my direction, "I assure you Clara, that's

definitely the best place to watch, you won't regret it."

I just want to say I've regretted it. In the eyes of such inexplicably confident men, the mother-in-law

selling is equal to mystery?

In contrast, Dennis is a treasure.

Crossed arms, eyes unblinking, if there were outsiders present, it must have seemed like an

interrogation, and I was the inquisitor.

But it was just the two of us here, and Benjamin seemed to be carrying out the trick of boiling the frog in

warm water to the end, and started eating the steak without any delay.

"Don't tell me you're deliberately provoking me in this way, waiting for me to lose control of my

emotions and do something hurtful, when in fact a bunch of police officers have already been

ambushed downstairs, just waiting to arrest me for the crime?" Maybe I was so angry that I really got

angry and joked.

Benjamin was successfully amused and picked up his napkin to wipe his mouth, "You're funny."

"Thanks for the compliment." Hands slapping the countertop hard, sanity on the verge of crossing the

line, I looked at him coldly, grinding my back teeth to give a final warning, "I want to hear from Dennis

more than this!"

Benjamin leaned back lightly and spread his hands, "As you wish."

The sound of a wheel turning followed, and looking up according to the sound, I saw behind Benjamin,

a hanging curtain slowly fell, the pure white low cloth gradually extended.

In the next second, there was a picture on the curtain.

At first it wasn't clear, only barely distinguishable as a few men in suits, and I guessed Dennis would be

one of them.

But as the camera turns, Dennis' face clearly appears in the shot.

The latter process is very simple, one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers the painting,

interspersed with a few sentences in English, which roughly means happy cooperation.

What Benjamin wanted me to read wasn't too hard to understand.

Dennis is now his puppet.