Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1164

"Uh, why is Dennis suddenly bitchy, who did he learn that from?" Folly was unaware of his change and just assumed we were having a falling out.

After the spiteful see me no response, and take the initiative to come forward, gently bumped me, pretending to flirt with a winks, "cheer up a little, three-legged toad is not easy to find, two-legged man is not everywhere? We are a new era of women, how can a man be a stumbling block, I first accompanied you to do the business?"

I can't help but to bow my head a bitter laugh, bitter in response to her joke, "coaxing people so powerful, if you were a man, I don't know how many girls to wreck."

"Good." Folly went straight up and took me by the arm, and said proudly as she walked out, "Then I'll wreak havoc on you first!"

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Janice drove quickly and steadily, and missed the evening rush, so it took only 20 minutes to reach the destination, which was originally a half-hour journey.

Press the doorbell and wait anxiously, no one answers.

Did those people really even spare women and children?

Reluctantly pressing the doorbell, the "ding dong ding dong" sound caused the lights in the entire aisle to turn on, before a woman's whispered question came slowly from inside, "Who is it?"

I was relieved when the stone was finally dropped, and I hurried to talk back closer, "Bette? I'm Toby's boss, right?

No sooner had the words fallen than the door was pulled open from the inside, revealing the woman's soft face.

Bette wearing loose pajamas, hair with a leather band loosely tied back, a strand of bangs on the forehead long floating, tall but thin, but clean-cut features, is the type of unusual people like at first glance, probably due to the late night, the face looks a little pale.

Even so, it is still a good match with Toby at first sight.

She didn't seem surprised by my appearance at all, and smiled politely and nodded as a greeting, "Mrs. George, Toby often talks about you and says you take good care of him."

If it was as good as she said it was, it would be the couple standing at the door to greet me now.

I laughed awkwardly, pretending to be ignorant of the afternoon's events, glanced past her toward the house, and asked, "Are the children asleep?"

"Yeah." Bette smiled, "I was tired from playing today and went to bed early."

Only then, as an afterthought, she completely pulled the door aside and warmly greeted us, inviting us in, "Look at me, I should have let you in first, come in and sit down Mrs. George."

"No." The original is to confirm the safety of their mother and son, since there is nothing, it is not good to disturb people's rest at this late night, so casually find an excuse, "I just happen to be in this neighborhood, remember Assistant Toby for the Georges family did so much, come to see if there is anything to help."

Bette sobered up a bit and smiled more and more gently, "Mrs. George is too kind, Mrs. George gives Toby such a high salary, enough for us to solve all the troubles and live well, we can't thank you enough, how dare we bother you."

Her voice, her eyes, and even her hands and feet were all sincere, giving a feeling of spring. I couldn't help but recall the woman's fearful but restrained voice in Toby's phone call in the afternoon. Is this really the same person, or can a housewife who has experienced the spectacle of a vicious person blocking the door really act like an okay person so quickly?

I can't tell, my brow was furrowed uncontrollably but my heart was like a clear mirror, knowing that whichever the reason, it was a good thing that Toby's wife, was stronger than I thought.

Returning a relieved look, I stepped forward and took the initiative to hug Bette, "Men, ah, are always too ambitious, leaving us to guard and wait for ourselves, selfish, but everything will be fine, when busy after this period, I will give Toby a good long vacation, so that he can spend more time with you and the children."

The heart of the hand has a single pat on her thin back, I do not know whether to comfort her, or comfort themselves.

Bette probably didn't expect a first-time visitor to make such an intimate gesture, being hugged when the body subconsciously trembled, to confirm that I did not mean, the whole relaxed again.

Could it be that Dennis is back?

Walking over with a skeptical attitude, I pushed the door open and scanned the room before realizing it was Jeffery inside.

His tiny body was sitting at Dennis' computer desk at such an angle that I almost didn't notice.

Hearing the movement, he immediately got out of his chair and stood to the side to greet respectfully, "Mrs. George."

Toby previously investigated that Jannings had private contacts with him, and now that we are weak, it is indeed the best time to steal information to curry favor with the other side.

A good bird chooses a tree, it's nothing, wandering children, just want a long-lasting dependence.

"Still up this late?" I didn't ask him directly what he was up to, and as I said it, I walked around to the computer desk and picked up the open file on the table and casually looked at it twice.

It is the George Group's project record in recent years, which is publicly available and not a secret.

"I'm not sleepy yet." Jeffery said, "The sooner I learn how to do business, the sooner I can help Mr. so Snowy won't be sad that I can't see him every day."

This is in addition to my expectations, and then look at him, a small face a serious, indeed, does not look like in the empty words.

A warm feeling through the heart, suddenly smiled, for my small human heart, but also for Snowy glad, she picked herself a good brother who knows how to think about people.

Good things really do come around the bend, does this mean that everything about Dennis will soon take a turn for the better as well?