Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 323

Maybe because I thought too much, I couldn’t fall asleep.

 

Lying in bed, I couldn’t sleep for a long time, and my head was buzzing.

 

So I just got up, went to the kitchen, got a glass of water and had a drink. The moonlight in the alley was beautiful.

 

I stood at the window looking at the scenery outside, and I was a little distracted.

 

…

 

The next day, Dennis, who had no intention of leaving, was whisked away by several phone calls.

 

“I’ll be back as soon as I finish my business in City P.” He looked at me with distant eyes. This man, he always seemed so charming.

 

I nodded. “Be safe!”

 

Instead of saying goodbye, I just watched him leave.

 

As his car pulled away, I went back to the yard and pulled out my phone. The headlines stood out.

 

“The construction site accident of the George Group four years ago that killed a child was deferred for three years without giving any compensation to the families involved.”

 

It was hard to ignore the headline.

 

Four years ago?

 

Accident where a child died?

 

I thought I heard it before, but I didn’t know how Dennis handled it.

 

Now it was being reported again, obviously someone was looking for trouble.

 

Was it Mario Bennett or the Lewis family?

 

I stopped thinking about it. It was not my problem anyway.

 

With Dennis gone, things seemed to be going back to normal.

 

At the hotel, the gossip between Nathan and me seemed to be getting more and more intense, even as word spread that we were living together.

 

I didn’t care. To take nothing to heart was trouble. Thanks to Link, most people didn’t have any obvious malice when they saw me.

 

Some people tried to suck up to me, but I was introverted and I had very few people to approach. Sometimes I even bordered on apathy.

 

The middle of August, payday.

 

Nathan handed me the pay slip and smiled, “You should buy me dinner!”

 

When the heckling subsided, Nathan looked at me and laughed, “Your total salary is only 8000, and there are more than 20
people in the company. A meal would cost you about 1000 or 2000, and if you go to the bar, I don’t think you will have much
left.

Restaurants in HL Area had low consumption. I found a relatively large restaurant and chose two private rooms on the second
floor because one room was not enough.

A few colleagues started to order the dishes, and someone began to say jokingly, “The place Clara chose is estimated to be the
best restaurant in HL Area, with per capita consumption of more than 200. How generous she is!”

We were all acquaintances, and we didn’t have to introduce each other when we sat down, so everyone was talking with each
other

Someone looked at me and said, “Clara, are you coming to HL Area to live here forever? Or are you going to stay for a while
and go back?”

“I heard that there’s a lot of competition in business between the George and Gibson families in City P. Both of them are
courting the Kennedys, so can you spill the beans so we can gossip?”