Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 886

"......Toby found a document from back in the day with Grandpa Hank's signature on it, but it's not completely certain."

Dennis is a smothering personality to do great things, I am afraid that if there is no more than 80% certainty, will not tell me about this.

No wonder Hank has been telling me to guard against Dennis, I think he also knows what happened back then, so before Dennis, in front of me to confuse.

I'm not used to speculating with the utmost malice, especially Hank, but it just didn't work out that way and he became the biggest variable.

That's when Toby's voice came from across the room.

"General Manager, it's ready."

Dennis responded and hung up the phone, "Call you tomorrow ...... do-"

Put the phone to the front, has returned to the dialing interface, looking at the only one call record, the heart mixed.

Dennis wasn't worried about my situation at all.

Actually, I don't blame him, it's my own choice after all.

Put down the phone I did not sleep, simply hold the laptop repeatedly have to look at the baby's picture, hoping to draw clues from it to find his whereabouts.

Look at it and just fall asleep.

It was 10:00 a.m. local time when I woke up again. The weather in Country M has basically not changed much since the beginning of winter, and the sky was gray and overcast, as if the end was near.

After washing up, I opened the door and went downstairs, intending to have a good look around.

The whole old castle was as peaceful as ever, with little difference except that there were a few more servants than before last night's arrival.

These people went to great lengths to get me here, but did not have the slightest intention of preventing me from escaping, I don't know if it was because they took the child and were emboldened, or something else.

"Good morning, Clara," Hank sat at the table, a white suit, elegant and gentlemanly movements, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, reminding people at a glance of the words gongzi like jade.

People for the chopping block, I am the flesh of the fish, fear is useless, I simply frankly walked over and sat down opposite him.

The maid was smart enough to bring an identical breakfast and set it down in front of me.

I, on the other hand, have been watching Hank's every movement expression.

After talking to Dennis on the phone last night, I've been wondering if Hank has really changed.

"Clara, if you keep reading, I'm going to think that you're ready to change your mind."

Hank's eyelids did not lift, lips a closed, but the words carry a great shock.

I froze for a moment before reacting, and then took it in stride, "I don't understand, what's the idea?"

"Of course ......" Hank stopped the movement in his hand and looked up slowly, his dark eyes staring at me, smirking, "choosing to stay with me."

Unsurprisingly, everything has changed, except his obsession with me remains indestructible.

Only now he is no longer the white moonlight who protects me everywhere, but the culprit who stole my flesh and blood.

I sneered, my words dripping with sarcasm, "I didn't know that you were so self-righteous before."

Naturally, I wanted to provoke him, so as to extract the desired information, but even though the words were strange, Hank was not moved, as if he could not feel, so I had the feeling that a punch on cotton.

But he's not him anymore.

When he saw my face, Hank looked like he had gotten away with a prank, raised his eyebrows upward, and took a sip of coffee from the table.

Maybe it was an accomplishment for him to get me to have a little mood swing.

"Hank, what exactly are you trying to do?" I frowned, my expression serious and grave, and the hand resting on my knee subconsciously clenched its fist.

My intuition tells me that Hank, today, is no longer the Gibson family boy who put me first.

Hank ducked his head and avoided my eyes as he sliced the omelette on his plate, "Don't look at me like that, in fact, we work well together don't we Dennis, should be looking for you soon."

The heart abruptly sank downward, a bad feeling rose in the heart.

That cell phone ...... is they deliberately asked me to call Dennis to lure him over!

"Hank!" I slapped the table in anger, he deliberately abandoned me last night just to give me the opportunity to make that call.

What a good calculation.

This is the lifesaver that I worry about day and night and go out of my way to turn against Dennis for him.

Hank ate his breakfast impassively, acting like nothing was wrong, but the words that came out of his throat were chilling, "You and your son on one side, and the two daughters at home on the other, guess what he'll choose?"

My mind instantly went blank, and countless thoughts raced outward.

No matter how we choose, we will lose our cherished ones, even if Dennis can make all-round arrangements, this is always Country M, Dennis's power is out of reach, no different from throwing oneself into the net.