Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1183 - The Impulse to Destroy

Jamie, who had been convinced by me, listened to his words, and his little face scrunched up slightly,

showing a hint of concern.

"Jamie, look at mommy." I hurriedly gave him another pat on the cheek to keep him focused on me, "If This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Mommy says she'll be back, she will, do you believe Mommy?"

Jamie waffled for a moment, probably knowing he couldn't keep me, and finally nodded reluctantly,

"Hmm."

In order to reassure me, then smiled and said, "Mommy you go, go early and return early, it's okay to

finish, I will coax my sister."

"Thank you baby." Touchingly kissing his forehead, I was still ruthless and trotted after him.

Benjamin's mind changes rapidly and things have to fall into place before he changes his mind.

When I got in the car, Benjamin was operating Facebook with his phone, and when he saw me coming,

he put it back in the inside pocket of his suit without moving.

"It's not always a good thing when children are too well protected." Benjamin said expressionlessly as

he looked straight ahead.

According to him, children should be inculcated in the plot and trickery from childhood, and then

replicate the Vance family's cold-blooded life and become a threat to social stability.

It reminded me of the first time I met Dennis' real father, the same so fond of preaching, the same

condescending.

Excessive ego has melted into Benjamin's bones and blood, and changing this deep-rooted distortion

is not an instantaneous matter. I can only go along with his words for now, saying defiantly, "You can

never truly love someone if you continue to look at everything I do with such a condescending attitude."

"It's just a child's education, it has nothing to do with love." Benjamin said with carelessness.

"Of course it's relevant!" I inclined my face to look at him stubbornly, "It is you who chose to love a

woman with children, I am such an ordinary woman, this is a fact can not change, love is equal, to start

with me, please first step down from your self-righteous god altar and learn to be an ordinary person!"

"Of course, the game is your choice to start, if you want to add a 'final interpretation' to your ownership,

veto my proposal, I can not help, the big deal is to wipe your neck and wait for death."

When I finished, I turned my head to look out the window, refusing to have any further communication.

I vaguely felt Benjamin stare at me for a long time, but I knew I could not give in at this moment and did

not turn around once.

The car finally stopped at an offshore marina, rolled around and changed yachts again, and two hours

later, arrived at an island in the west.

As soon as I got off the boat, I threw up holding the stone pier of the pier so much that I couldn't

straighten my back.

Benjamin also said on the side, "You did not have the habit of seasickness before, the older you get the

more delicate your body becomes?"

I stood up straight with the nausea in my stomach and slanted him a glance, "Yeah, not just physically,

my temper has grown too, you better pray to God that you don't fall in love with me, otherwise by that

day, I will make your life worse than death."

Benjamin heard the words instantly converge the faint smile on the face, sunken voice unsavory said, "I

do not believe in God."

After saying that, leaving me behind, the first to lift his feet into this nameless island.

I looked at Benjamin's distant back, I secretly gritted my teeth, maybe the only god in his heart is

himself, so better, as long as the hard heart is shaken, destroy this person is not a problem.

But this is not enough, than what he did to the Georges family, to us, to that day, I need him to pay

back a hundred times a thousand times.

The sea breeze blew, stirring up my thoughts, but called the seasickness reaction alleviated a lot, see

Benjamin from the car to pick us up only a few steps away, too late to gather emotions, I immediately

quickly followed.

Benjamin seems to be well respected on this island, driving along the sea-ring road, almost everyone

bent and bowed to our car, smiling and greeting.

The smile of the islanders was simple, but the people around me acted as if they were accustomed to it

and did not react.

As if this is really "God's trip", and Benjamin the proud "God" does not need to do anything, just quietly

accept the love of the islanders, for them is a gift.

My heart suddenly beat faster at this point, and I uneasily withdrew my eyes from the stares that I didn't

know whether to describe as stupid or innocent.

Soon, we entered the largest factory on the island. The workers should have been informed in advance

and stood in line to welcome us in the square outside the factory.

These people are wearing uniform blue uniform, clear young post-graduate, all vigorous, rare very

cohesive, like the old generation, as long as the order is given, ready to roll up their sleeves to do a

faint.

"Welcome Mr. Vance! Welcome Mr. Vance! ......"

Benjamin didn't stop to chat with his "followers", but was guided by one of the young managers,

expressionlessly, through the crowd and into the factory, and I had to follow closely to make sure I

wasn't pushed aside by the other workers.

The assembly line in the factory is carrying out production operations, all aspects of the orderly, does

not seem to have caused undue concern because of our arrival, or perhaps these people are simply

too well trained to make any performance outside the rules on the job.

But one thing is very strange, whether it is greeted outside, or the staff on the assembly line, or even

the inspection of the management, are very young men.

It is said that men and women work together, but the specifications of such a large factory, can not find

a female employee?

When I entered the elevator, I was wondering if I had missed it, and suddenly the intercom phone in

front of me "clicked" the sound of electricity, looked up and saw the display suddenly flashed a white

light, and then it turned into a new interface like a scope.

The manager who welcomed us in put his face over at this point, and in just a second, the words

[Recognition Successful] appeared on the screen.

Just as I was looking around and waiting for the elevator to go up, there was a motor buzzing behind

me, followed by a feeling of weightlessness as the elevator began to move downward.

About running for nearly a minute, the elevator door smoothly stopped, walk out, is a junction with three

channels, each channel is a dark, can not see where to, plus located deep underground moisture

heavy, that deep black will appear extra eerie.

At this point Benjamin turned his head to look at me and said with a smirk, "After seeing my factory,

maybe you'll change your mind about me."

I can only say that he completely overthought, dropping his face in interest and said, "Well, read it, not

at all the idea, let you down."

Benjamin did not laugh in anger, unhurriedly averted his gaze, then looked ahead and raised his hands

to clap.

The next second, the sound of snapping rhythmically from the darkness of several passages, followed

by rows of fluorescent lights from near all the way to the far extension of the light, illuminating the

cement smoothed channel, the end of the channel, the iron door slowly opened, hidden in which

another world then presented in front of my eyes.

Who would have thought that a few dozen meters from the surface of the ground, deep underground,

there are almost identical to the surface of the plant!

I walked uncontrollably towards the middle passage, approached this world illuminated by lights, and

the moment I met the eyes of the employees looking in it, I knew that it was not a mirage.

Or rather, simply this is Benjamin's real factory, and what is produced here is not those unknown parts

on the ground, but ice.

This is a man who not only worships himself as a god, but has truly built a world of his own.

This place is clearly by the protection of human air-raid shelter, but transformed into a nibbling life of

the production, drug factory.

The flow line, a pack of crystals slowly moving, Toby was ice control of the hideous appearance of a

scene flashed in my mind.

So what is passed on the conveyor belt, just those chemicals, well, no, is a live human life.

"Isn't that a surprise?" Benjamin's voice hovered in my ears, "Even for the biggest drug dealers in

Colombia, the factories are crude and unseen, not to mention unattractive, but you see, I built this

place, well organized, a complete work of art!"

Looking at his almost crazy complacent look, my fists clenched tightly, my heart only the urge to

destroy the place.