Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 152

After all, after what happened between the companies, I had no chance to join the George Group again.

"Cough..." When I was lost in thought, I took a bite of the fish and didn't notice to swallow the fishbone.

The fishbone was stuck in my throat. I couldn't open my mouth or cough.

Seeing this, Nanny Daisy quickly served me water and patted my back, "What should I do? How did you get stuck?"

I swallowed a few times, my throat was stabbed with pain, and my tears were about to burst out.

Seeing this, Jenny quickly took the phone and called for help.

"What's wrong?" Dennis George strode in and frowned when he saw that they were in a mess.

Nanny Daisy held me up and looked at him, saying, "Clara was stuck by the fishbone."

He stepped forward and looked at me, "Open your mouth!"

I opened my mouth. He lifted my chin with my fingertips. After a careful look, he let go of his hand and looked at Jenny, "Ask Mr. Foster to come over!"

Jenny nodded quickly and trotted out.

Dennis George looked at me and snorted, "Why are you in such a hurry to eat? Are you afraid that I will come back and fight with you?"

I pursed my lips and looked at him with some grievance. My voice was a little hoarse. "My throat hurts!"

He touched the tip of his nose and said helplessly, "It's good that you know it hurts. You'll learn your lesson next time."

Not only did he not feel sorry for me, but he also scolded me like this. I couldn't help feeling wronged, and my eyes turned red, "I didn't do it on purpose!"

Nanny Daisy sighed. She looked at Dennis George and said, "Sir, stop talking about her. She still hurts!"

Dennis George raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

Not long after, Mr. Foster arrived. He took out the fishbone from my throat and said with a smile, "Fortunately, it's not deep. It's such a big fishbone. It'll be troublesome if it hurts your throat."

I felt a lingering fear. Looking at the fish soup in front of me, I lost my appetite for a while.

I pushed the fish soup aside quietly. Looking at my petty action, Dennis George smiled helplessly.

After seeing Mr. Foster off, he sat beside me and filled a bowl of fish soup for me, "Drink some fish soup!"

"I'm not hungry!"

After that, I went upstairs and entered the study.

By the time Dennis George came in, it was already half an hour later. He was holding a cake in his hand and was flipping through the book as he saw me sitting on the bench.

He walked up to me, put the cake to my mouth, and asked, "Are you angry?"

I pursed my lips and avoided the cake that he handed me. With a gloomy face, I ignored him.

It was rare for him to have such a good temper. He put the cake on the table and carried me off the bench.

He took me to the chair and let me sit on his leg. He took out a file pocket from the drawer and handed it to me, "Open it and have a look!"

I curled my lips and said affectedly, "I don't want to see it!"

He found it funny, "When did you become so childish?"

I rolled my eyes at him, took the file pocket, opened it, and was stunned.

I looked at him, "These things?"

"They're all for you!" He smiled faintly and said, "These bank cards are the income of the George Group over the years. They are basically in the file pocket, and they are all my pure assets."

I was stunned and looked at the documents in the file pocket. They were all real estate and storefronts contracts.

I could not help but ask, "Why are all in my name?" "I didn't seem to have purchased these."

He nodded and said, "These are all my properties in different places, and some of them are abroad. I asked Toby to transfer the property to your name a few days ago."

"Why?" "Why do you give me these things for no reason?"

"To support the family!" He said with a smile.

I pursed my lips and returned everything to him, "I'm rich myself. Grandpa left me a lot of money and I've saved a lot in the George Group over the years. There is barely anything I need to spend money on. I don't want it!"