Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 638

Samuel was probably stunned for a moment, then said gently, "Clara, have you eaten yet? Are you coming back tonight?"

I smiled and said, "We just got done and are staying on Dennis' side tonight, have you guys eaten yet and is Clariana doing better today?"

He hmmed and said, "It's okay, the fever is gone, it shouldn't be a big deal, your mom and aunt are cooking in the kitchen, we're eating right now too, is the George Group okay?"

I nodded my head and talked to her for a while, and then I didn't say much more.

I hung up the phone and was just about to eat when Edward's phone call came in. Probably because I was used to being addressed at work, I just naturally said so.

The caller sighed, "It's not work time, you can just call me by my name, I heard Jannings say you're in City P, do you have time tomorrow? Join us for dinner?"

Thinking about what I had promised him in Europe and had been putting off until now, I didn't even think about it and agreed, speaking, "Okay then, send me the time and place, just as I have time tomorrow."

He responded and didn't say much.

Hanging up the phone, Dennis looked at me, his dark eyes bottomless, "Edward?"

I nodded, "I promised him before when I was in Europe that I would give him the sandalwood box that my grandmother left me when we were safely back home, and he might be more curious about that box."

He frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence said, "Haven't you ever wondered why your grandmother had that box?"

I nodded, "I thought about it, but I couldn't figure it out."

He looked at me with a deep gaze, "Your meeting with Edward was more or less deliberate, Clara, it's always good to keep an eye on everything."

I was a little confused, but felt that his words were right, so I nodded my head and mumbled a few times.

It's a good thing he didn't go on to say more.

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Rondon Street.

Frosty Restaurant.

According to the address Edward gave me, I came to the restaurant, followed the waiter to find Edward's location, City P is not as good as late autumn, he passed a casual Korean dress today, hair was can be tidied, camel-colored coat placed on the side, a glance to have a few Korean flower boy meaning, look exceptionally handsome.

The restaurant looked warm, I took off my jacket, put it aside and looked at him and said, "Have you been back City P for a few days?"

He nodded and looked at me with a light smile and said, "Originally I was going to ask you out a few days ago, but seeing that the George Group seems to have a lot going on lately, I thought you might not have time either, so I backed off.

I smiled, the George Group things have more or less been tossed away in City P, I guess the circle of people, many people know, it is not surprising that he knows.

He beckoned the waiter, asked them to serve food, talked to me about some trivial matters, and when the dishes were complete, he looked at me and said, "Yadriulia's project seems to be impossible to complete for a while, do you plan to stay in City P next, or do you plan to go back to City A?"

I froze, not intending to talk to him about the past, and turning my attention to my grandmother, I looked at him and said, "So, you knew my grandmother, and so did the Old Mr. White, right?"

He nodded and smiled indifferently, "Not only do I know each other, but I'm familiar with them."

I faintly stared, waiting for his next words, but he seemed to have no intention of continuing and simply spoke, "Give me the box."

I gave him the sandalwood box I brought, and originally wanted to ask him something about my grandmother, but he didn't seem to have the desire to talk about it, so I didn't say much more.

Just a doubt in my mind, I do not seem to know him as well as I thought, many times, I always feel that he is close to all of us, and many of us are very close, obviously a big son, but there is no half of the rich son in his body, many things, he followed the participation and help, as if he is a member of our life.

But many times, I feel that he seems too far away from us, and there is too much in him that we have no way to possibly understand.

He looked down at the box in his hand, examined it, probably felt nothing wrong, raised his eyebrows and looked at me, "About your grandmother's affairs, I do not know much, I want this box is pure curiosity, Dennis did not know that you gave me the box?"

I shook my head, "He knows!"

He frowned slightly and said with some incomprehension, "He didn't say anything?"

I shook my head and looked at him and said, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

He shrugged his shoulders and didn't say much more.