Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 351

Two secretaries stared at each other, shocked to hear the fact that I will marry Dennis. Looking at Bernice, I continued to say, “People had better look before they leap. If I were you, Miss Miller, I will go back right now and pack up to find a safe place to live a peaceful life with your mother. You should plan for your future rather than appear at the George Group, after all, Dennis has his breaking point and nobody knows what he will do as his business is done.”

Bernice went white as a sheet, “What do you mean?”

“What she means is clear! Dennis now only forbids you from being a star, not killing you. If you keep annoying him, he may be infuriated to ruin your life,” some girl chipped in.

I was surprised to look back, to see Folly Lewis leaning against the wall. She wore a chic black business suit, arms crossed on her chest.

Folly wore a slightly arrogant smile, soon turning a big smile at me, “Four years no see, you seem fatter.”

I...

I had to say her greeting bit hurt.

I responded happily, “Life here is easeful.”

She shrugged, walking to me, “Yeah, you look good.”

She turned to Bernice whose mind went blank, “I remember you are 26. A few years of being a star has made you forget who you are. It comes to me that you were going to jump from a building and you even called some reporters. But why are you still here? Did you pretend to suicide?”

She was still direct as four years ago.

Bernice went white, with lips pressed together. “It’s none of your business. Who are you? Mind your own business.”

“Well,” Folly sighed, “It seems we Lewis family did keep a low profile these years.” She looked towards the two secretaries, with an eyebrow raised, “Don’t tell me you two do not know me either.”

Two secretaries shook their heads immediately and explained, “Miss Folly, of course, we know you.”

Folly nodded and looked at Bernice, “You are just an actress which is just a joker being made fun of. It’s reasonable that you don’t know about official and business circles.”

“You...” Bernice took on a ghastly expression.

Folly sneered, “Look at you, like a bumpkin. Since you think Clara doesn’t match Dennis, I might as well tell you something so that you will be clear why you lose.”

“Don’t go too far!” Bernice replied, “You are just a boss of a few little companies. You are nothing.”

Sometimes I thought Bernice was cute because of her naivety. I heard that Nelly Jones was her mother, which then could make things clear. After all, like mother, like daughter.