Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1025

Edgar finished, a meaningful look at Dennis, "always a family, help each other, trouble is not called trouble, but if someone does not know what is good for, must jump from this ship, do not blame us set the tail to survive."

He got up, walked past Dennis and walked towards the stairs while saying leisurely, "I see no need for this meal, let's all disperse."

The next moment, the living room rang with the sound of glass shattering on the floor, piercing and sharp.

Turning his face, he saw Dennis with a gloomy face, his eyes slightly downcast, his hand hanging at his side clenched tightly, and his body spread with a sinister aura.

The celadon on the coffee table next to the broken into small pieces, mixed with chrysanthemum and water, the floor is a mess.

The maid ran in panicking at the sound, not daring to disturb him, "Sir, let's clean this up, you ......"

Dennis ignored her, was silent for a moment, and as the maid scowled and picked up a broom and prepared to do it, he turned and walked out with a jolt.

There are many rights and wrongs in a luxurious family, an outsider, naturally there is no reason to stay more, so I had to take Jamie and chase him out.

Dennis was so emotional that he walked to the door and grabbed the keys directly from the driver's hand and got into the driver's seat.

Toby saw the situation, worried straight fist, "bad, sir this is afraid to accident."

I sniffed at him, thought for a moment, and handed Jamie over to him, "Take the young master back first."

After that, I took three steps forward and bent over into the passenger seat as Dennis fired up the engine.

Dennis's furious eyes instantly looked over, like a frightened dragon, and the moment I looked at him, I nervously made a swallowing motion.

"Get down." Dennis squeezed the threat out of his teeth.

"Good thinking." I pretended to avert my eyes, moved quickly to fasten the seat belt, looked straight ahead and said, "Drive, it just so happens that I have something I want to talk to you about alone."

Dennis narrowed his eyes, his eyes growing more and more dangerous, and after staring at me for ten seconds or so, he let go of his foot and sped off.

The road was unobstructed, breaking into the main road around the city and turning along the moat for twenty minutes before the car finally stopped.

The good thing is that I had the experience of riding in Janice's car before, and I was able to maintain the basic facial expressions without collapsing after this life-and-death time.

Dennis lit a cigarette, took a sharp puff, swallowed the clouds, the hand holding the cigarette casually drooped on the car window, the body leaned back, lightly closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The light from the street lamp shone in, just finishing his perfect side, mysterious and seductive.

I went straight to the point, "You regained your memory long ago?"

Dennis does not speak, the carriage is so quiet that you can hear his heavy breathing.

Turning my face, I became more serious, raised my volume, and solemnly said, "Actually, you always knew what Dorothy did, right? But between affection and justice for your dead lover, you didn't hesitate to choose the latter, so you've been pretending not to know anything, right?"

At that, Dennis suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards me, his red-blooded eyes fishy red and horrible, "What are you trying to say?"

I smiled lightly and said half jokingly, "I have to know what kind of person I'm working with, Dennis, do you remember the look on my face when you first met me? In fact, like the Vance, you are not looking forward to the return of "Clara", am I right?"

Six years, there is so much to determine.

After that, I pushed open the car door and got out, however, every two steps, a stout figure suddenly appeared beside me, and I walked in side by side.

Looking up, all you can see is Dennis' arrogant chin.

"You don't think it's a waste of time?"

Dennis didn't even look at me, "My son, Dennis, is worth the price."

"It's really ......" Stinky to the point of being speechless.

Lazy to pay attention to him, head a twist, deliberately will be a larger step, told him to chase behind.

I found the bakery on the first floor and the one Jamie liked was the last one left, so I was happy and pointed to the cake in the window and said, "I want this one, please wrap it for me please."

The store manager does not seem to want to do business, awkwardly pulling the corners of his mouth perfunctory smile, casually gave me a packing box on the hand over, not even mention the bag.

Fearing that Dennis would wait too long and lose his temper, I didn't count on it and took it for my wallet, "How much is it?"

"Free, hurry up and get out of here." The store manager hurriedly packed the rest of the pastries and intentionally pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear, "Closed, you two come back another day sorry."

Free?

Closing at 7:00?

Good guys, sure it's not a tycoon out to experience life?