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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 438

There was a sneer on the other end of the line. And he said, “You can choose not to come, but I can’t guarantee that you’ll ever see her again.”

Threats, obviously.

I wondered what kind of person Mario was. After all these years, I still couoldn’t figure out whether he was good or not.

That was stupid of me. How could people be simply divided into good or bad?

Well!

I paid and got off the taxi. The driver was worried and he said, “Miss, it’s not not safe!”

I nodded, raised my umbrella, looked at him and said, “Call the police for me on your way back.”

With Mario, I couldn’t figure out what he wanted.

The driver looked at me, confused, but drove away.

I entered the factory under an umbrella. The muddy road left footprints of different shades, which looked messy.

The factory was empty, but fortunately I had been there once and didn’t feel so horrible.

I went into the factory on a hunch. I saw Mario, but I didn’t see Clarie.

Our eyes met and he sneered. “You have a lot of courage!”

I looked at him and wondered what this man was like inside. What was his attitude towards Dennis?

“Are you going to murder me?” I looked at him, not as scared as I expected, just confused.

He looked at me, sitting comfortably in his old chair, looked at me and said, “Aren’t you afraid?”

I asked, “Should I be afraid?”

He raised his eyebrows and said significantly, “Aren’t you going to ask anything about Clarie?”

I said, “Where’s she?”

He looked at me, annoyed and bored. “Clara, what does Dennis see in you?”

I pressed my lips and said nothing more.

I thought to myself, if I died here, what were the chances that someone would find me?

In other words, how many days after I was dead before someone found me?

As I looked around in a daze, he fiddled with his cell phone and then said as if he were talking to himself, “Clarie is safe. Nova just took her to another location. So, you don’t have to worry.”

I nodded and looked at him with a sigh, “You put on a good show.”

When I first saw him, I really thought Clariana was lost.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled. “Thanks. You wouldn’t believe me if I didn’t pull it off, would you?”

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