Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 117

“You are most welcome, Mrs. George, please go ahead.” She must have had cosmetology upon the movements over the phone.

I looked around and said, “Dennis and I are going to buy a new house, but I am pregnant and Dennis was busy with the company, it’s not convenient for us to walk around. And I’ve heard that you own a home here, therefore, I think, may I know the environment and virescence from you. ”

“Well, J Villas are actually not as nice as your residence. I bought it as the matrimonial home for Steven, my son. Now it has been decorated for almost a month, but too many troubles and problems occurred. I would probably refund it if the two kids were to marry.”

The wedding house of Steven? As he worked in AC, was it possible that the man belonged to AC, too?

“I happened to be here now, would you please help me talk to the doorman to let me in? I want to have a walk inside to check the environment.”said I

“Absolutely. Hand over your phone and I’ll talk to him!”

Hanging up, I came inside.

I asked the doorman for Pearson’s address where I headed to later.

The space of villas in downtown was always limited, let alone the additional apartment buildings, numbers of residents here, thus, were comparatively large.

A black Maserati was in front of the house that was in the address given to me. But I was not sure about the relation between the man and Steven.

As soon as I remembered the license plate number and checked the surroundings,I was to leave.

Unexpectedly, Steven stopped me and said, “Mrs. George, why don’t you come inside for a careful check since you’ve already been here.”

Standing in amazement, I turned round and found him stand on the stairs, looking down at me.

I paused, my heart missing a beat and a smile forced, then said, “Did Mrs. Pearson tell you I was coming? I just wander around, without intention of disturbance, so it’s not necessary to check the details.”

“It’s nonsense not to get inside as long as you are here. You don’t know about my house, if you failed to come into, do you?” said Steven who squinted, hinting something.

I, wringing my hands and looking at him, beamed, “Thanks for the invitation.”

He cracked a smile and stretched out his hands, “Please come in!”

The villa was not large enough, 500 square meters or so. Down at the stairs laid the lobby where the middle aged man was sitting.

When he saw me, he squinted and said, “What a good memory does Mrs. George have!”

I was uncertain at first. Now the situation seemed clearer, depending on the Steven’s attitude and the man’s words.

I stared at him with scowl, “Who are you, sir?”

“I am Mr. Wong!”he was quite calm, showing me to sit down, “What does Mrs. George would like to know to follow us?”

“I do have some questions.”said I, sitting on the couch, “I think we have been strangers to each other, haven’t we? How come did you kidnap me just because of a meaningless bid?”

He slightly squinted with a dangerous expression on his face, leaned back to the couch, said in a displeased tone, “Mrs. George, if you really want to find out the truth, why not turn off your phone and have a genuine talk. So brilliant as you who are not polite to tape the conversation.”

My hands in the pockets paralyzed and cold shivers attacked when I heard what he said, “such a prudent man,” thought I.

A simper on my face, I took out my phone and turn it off in his sight. “ Now shall we talk?” said I who raised an eyebrow and glared at him.