Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1015

The tip of the nose abruptly sore, tears gushed out uncontrollably.

How sad do you have to be to secretly miss your deceased loved ones in an unknown corner.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, he reached out to take little Ann into his arms and patted her gently, "Auntie Clara will always be with you in the future."

The child does not understand why my emotions change so quickly in a short period of time, very quietly listening, small hands up, there is a pat on my shoulder, learning from adults to comfort me, I do not know so, the sadness is more unrestrained in my heart spread open.

I don't know how long it took for my emotions to ease up.

On the way out the door, I caught a glimpse of Toby waiting by the car.

Dennis said before he left that he would arrange a driver, but I didn't think it would be Toby.

When he saw me appear with Jamie, Toby opened the car door and stepped back, greeting me respectfully, "Miss Kennedy."

Then he smiled again and called out, "Young master."

Jamie was very affectionate to Toby, "Uncle Toby!"

After putting Little Ann in the car, I then asked, "Assistant Toby, would it be too much to ask for you, a busy man, to follow us?"

"It's okay, someone else is following, the gentleman is not comfortable with it." Toby put down his attitude.

It is clear that he retrieved that information, and by definition he should know that I am not Clara, yet he still treats me with such respect, which is a bit strange.

But he is right, Jamie's identity has not been exposed until now, I have to take him out, naturally to a trusted person.

This way, it all makes sense, "Then Assistant Toby will take more responsibility today."

Toby hooked his lips slightly and reached out to put his hand on the door to make sure he wouldn't pinch me.

Without further ado, I bent over and sat in.

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Folly's date was with Kimdock, to avoid the paparazzi and to talk on her own turf.

Folly and Larry greeted her as soon as she reached the door with Jamie.

"Clara!"

Larry although called me, but the eyes intentionally or unintentionally glance towards Jamie, but also nonchalantly on the hands to hug him.

Sensing his intent, I pulled Jamie to the other side and deftly avoided it before he could get his hands on me, grunting and laughing, "Mr. Felton."

It takes time for adults to get used to meeting strangers, let alone six-year-olds. Dennis asked me to bring the child out of trust, so naturally I couldn't let Jamie be frightened.

"Heh heh." Larry, knowing that he had been seen through, awkwardly scratched the back of his head and laughed, "Folly is waiting in the booth."

Said before playing down and raising the corners of his mouth with a kind and doting smile, "You're Dennis's son Jamie, right, I'm Uncle Larry!"

Jamie poked his little head out curiously, his eyes darting around, "I am."

Larry couldn't stop smiling and handed Jamie a milkshake from his pocket, his voice lowered, "Want some?"

If I didn't know that Larry was worth a lot of money, I probably would have thought this was a bad uncle with bad intentions.

Jamie already has a sweet tooth, but conscious restraint, when he saw the milk candy, his little eyes stared straight for a second, before reluctantly looking away, looking up to ask my opinion, "Auntie Clara ......"

I pursed my lips and smiled, took the milkshake and put it in his hand, "Uncle Larry gave it to me, I can take it, but what should I say?"

Jamie glanced at Larry and murmured, "Thanks Uncle Larry."