Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 454

I froze for a moment and wanted to ask him how he knew I didn't take it, but suddenly it occurred to me that Toby should have told him everything.

After a pause, I said, "The price is too high. I don't think it's worth it."

He spoke, "It's worth it if you like it, and besides, it makes sense."

Knowing his bravado, I didn't dwell on it, but just spoke, "It was taken away by a man named Mike. Toby left a message, and when the tomb-sweeping day is over, I want to find him to open that box."

He responded and opened his mouth, "Well, what time do you want to go out tomorrow."

"Maybe a little early, the cemetery is a little far."

"Okay, I'll wait when you get back."

I smiled lightly, always felt that he was like a child. I hung up the phone, then also went to bed early.

The next day.

Toby drove, probably came earlier. He did not sleep well last night, eyes a little blue.

Nanny cooked breakfast in the morning. I looked at him and said, "I'll switch with you to drive, you eat breakfast first."

He looked at me sideways, shook his head slightly, and said, "No, I ate in the morning."

Today was the tomb-sweeping day. I smiled and said, "Actually I can go by myself. Your family also has to sweep the tomb, you can go home."

He laughed and shook his head, "Not affected. My parents are in, they will go. Important people who care are in, they go to the cemetery to see the ancestors. We, the younger generation, as long as they know the ground on the line."

He spoke, "By the way, that Mr. White I checked last night, is City P people. The information is very secretive, but I read some and found that he and the old Mr. White met several times."

I couldn't help but frown, "Then he should know the White family."

After a moment's hesitation, I couldn't help but venture a guess, "Could this Mike be the White family, and they are auctioning the sandalwood jade box to find the other box?"

Toby looked at the car, silent for a while, and spoke lightly, "It's not easy to say."

It was already noon when they reached the cemetery.

Five years later, Freddy's photo was already blurred and almost unreadable.

Clariana asked me, "Mom, are we all going to die?"

I said, "We're all going to die, and we're all not going to die."

Clariana didn't understand, and neither did I. I just looked at Freddy and thought, "He should be a little disappointed that Dennis didn't come.

When he left, Dennis had resentment in his heart and did not come to see him off. Now that the resentment has faded, it seemed he missed less.

I didn't know if it's good or bad, but there were people crying in front of the new tombstone. I think it's someone who just left, and the family's grief had not yet dissipated, and it's still hard.

I didn't like crying at the grave, so I pulled Clariana and Freddy to say goodbye and went to my grandmother's grave.

Clariana pulled me and tugged me, "Mom, why is that uncle in front of Grandma's tombstone?"