Mr George, Don't Be So Arrogant novel Chapter 11

It was nighttime at JD City. The lights of the bustling city lit up.

Riley took off her lab coat and grabbed her bag. She was about to go home. Suddenly, Serena called out to her from behind just as she was leaving, “Dr Watson, did the handsome guy from today contact you again?”

Serena was in the mood for gossips.

“No, he was just asking for trouble. I simply dismissed him,” answered Riley short and concisely. She hoped to hide the fact that she knew Hendrix with her unpolished and curt answer.

But Serena continued running her mouth, “Dr Watson, you are a great person. You’re intelligent, you have good taste, you’re skillful and capable…but you’re a tad bit lacking in skills when it comes to dealing with men.”

Dr Rose talked as she gestured an “a little bit” sign with her fingers at Riley. She was prepared to lecture Riley on love. Riley was rumored to have zero experience with love.

“Men like gentle and meek women. Only so they can display their power and might, highlighting their means to protect the woman. You have to show a meek side to them from time to time, in order to arouse their desire to protect…” They walked into the elevator. There were doctors from other departments in the elevator before them.

Serene lowered her voice and said, “For example, you should act like you can’t handle something on your own even when you’re completely capable of finishing the job.”

Riley was just staring into space. She could see everyone’s reflection on the elevator’s steel door.

“Asking for a man’s help even when it’s something you can do on your own? That’s retarded, you’re just halting the progress and wasting time and resources.”

The other people in the elevator exchanged glances with each other amusingly.

Serene covered her face in frustration, “Dear Dr Watson, going Dutch with men just shows that you have low EQ.”

Riley didn’t mind her, “Everyone has different personalities and different ways of dealing with stuff. I am not the type of person to act meek when I’m not.”

Serena clenched her fist, “Miss Riley Watson, you ought to think about your marriage and your future. Do you want to stay single forever?”

Riley thought about her marriage with Euan. After experiencing all sorts of trouble, she concluded that it would be much better to be single and alone.

Her marriage made her miserable. So why should she get married instead of enjoying being single and free?

“There’s nothing bad about being single forever. That’s exactly my plan,” said Riley serenely, her eyes as calm as a lake. It was the type of calmness that one could only achieve after going through many turbulent times.

“Fine, you win. Don’t come crying when you realized that you scared the handsome young man away.” Serena gave up. Dr Watson was special, she couldn’t talk common sense into her.

The cold wind swept on Riley’s face as she walked out of the hospital. She hugged her arms and she felt a sharp, hellish pain on her knees.

She hailed a cab and went straight back to her apartment.

She then took out her keys and was about to open the door, but the key wouldn’t fit into the hole.

She turned on the torchlight on her phone and realized that something was stuck in the keyhole.

Riley snickered, a prank with bad taste!

Who jammed her door like that? Was it a manifest or a warning? A reminder or a threat?

Riley then called the property management and explained that her door was jammed. The people from the management came over shortly after. They smiled as they apologized upon arrival, “We will deal with this problem right away, madam. But first, we would need to see some form of identification from you. It could be your ID card or your housing contract.”

Riley only managed to grab her small handbag when she left yesterday. Only her phone and her lipstick were in it, she even forgot to bring her purse with her. She had no form of identification with her.

“I don’t have anything with me. But I do live here, you can ask around.”

The person from the management looked troubled, “My apology, it’s company policy that we could only change your lock after you show us some identification.”

Riley snickered, “I live here for about three years now. I bought this apartment. Do you not recognize me?”

The person from the management was inflexible and it was getting on Riley’s nerves.

“I don’t have an ID on me, they’re all inside the house. I’ll show it to you once you open the door for me.”

They were in a deadlock.

They argued for a while and the person finally said, “You can call your husband and make him show his ID. That works as well.”

Riley was boiling with rage, her face gloomed as she said, “No need. There’s a better way to prove that I am the owner of this house. Let’s check the CCTV for proof.”

But the truth was, she rented the apartment. Though, she couldn’t tell the truth as the management might just refuse to do anything for her.

“Well…fine.”

Of course, Riley was also planning to find out who jammed her door by looking at the surveillance camera. It wasn’t only to convince the person to change the lock for her.

As suspected, there was a suspicious man in a black sports suit and a baseball cap that went up to her apartment shortly after she left yesterday. He messed with the door, pulled down his cap to cover his face and left.

They couldn’t see his face at all.

Riley clenched her fist, “I would like to request taking a look at the outdoor surveillance camera as well. He deliberately sabotaged my door and threatened my safety. I will complain to the higher-ups if this matter is not handled properly.”

The security guard quivered hearing the word “complain”. He quickly said, “Give me a sec, Miss Watson. I’ll immediately pull out the videos.”

The camera followed the suspicious person from the apartment to the walkway outside. Riley watched the tape intently as it trailed the person until he left the residential area.

It was her!

She saw a familiar yellow Ferrari and someone familiar in the car. She recognized this person!

The security guard stared at the car. He didn’t dare to say a word as Riley’s face was as pale as a sheet.

“Give me a copy of the tape.”

“Erm…I can’t do that.”

“My safety is threatened. You guys are to provide the evidence unconditionally to help me solve this case. It doesn’t matter if I settle it in or out of court. Please check online if you think that I’m making up these laws. I don’t have time to explain common knowledge to you guys, give me the tape now.”

The security guards and the person from the management exchanged glances. They didn’t know what to do.