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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 147

I frowned, feeling a little annoyed. "Dennis, go ahead with your own business. I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you now!"

His face was terribly gloomy. "You don't have time to quarrel with me? Ha..." The voice was terrifyingly cold. "What are you doing when you have time? Cherish and appreciate the trash that Leo gave you?"

Because he was angry, he used so much strength that I almost couldn't breathe. "Dennis, you hurt me!"

He did not loosen his grip, and his strength was a little lighter. "Do you still know the pain?"

This man was simply inexplicable. I was unhappy and pushed him away. "Dennis, these things may be garbage for you, but they are very precious to me!"

I couldn't be bothered to talk to him anymore. I turned around to look for another ring.

Sure enough, as I expected, Leo did put the ring in the cake and cleaned up a few things.

I didn't have much time to recover. Seeing Dennis looking at me coldly in the living room, I knew that he was angry. I opened my mouth and said, "These things..."

Before he could finish his words, he put the phone in his ear and said coldly, "Toby, go and buy all the silver and gold ornaments and jade ornaments in City P. In addition, bring the latest design new products this year to the villa in the Southern Villa."

No one knew what he said on the other end of the phone.

Dennis's voice was exceptionally cold. "Do as I say!"

Then he hung up the phone.

Looking at Dennis, I really couldn't find any words to describe him. Finally, I walked up to him and sat down. Looking at him, I gave him a thumbs-up and said, "Mr. George, you are so arrogant!"

"This guy can change his job. What is he doing?"

He raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "Throw away all the rubbish that Leo gave you. Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you!"

I curled my lips and didn't know what to say. Finally, I said, "Mr. George is rich and powerful."

She looked at the thing in my hand. It didn't seem to be valuable, but it was very valuable.

I didn't intend to argue with him, so I just said, "When I was in junior high school, I only had 10 dollars per month, but at that time, many girls in the school would wear some necklace or bracelets on their necks or hands. I didn't have anything."

Speaking of this, I sighed and said, "I liked it, but I couldn't ask grandma for it, so I worked for my uncle in the canteen and earned some money. Later, I bought this necklace for myself, this belt for Leo, and this thumb ring for grandma."

Looking at his face, which was not so ugly, I put the three things on the tea table and continued, "Maybe in your opinion, these things are really not worth mentioning, but for me, these things are my memories, my past, and the symbol of my persistence!"

At this point, he looked at me with an emotion that I could not see clearly in his eyes. "Tell me directly what you want in the future. I will give you anything you want!"

I was originally in a low mood, but as soon as Dennis spoke, I wanted to laugh. Recently, I found that Dennis's IQ was basically zero.

Toby worked efficiency. In just an hour, he entered the villa with a group of people.

They were all carrying exquisite boxes.

Toby looked at Dennis, his face as cold as ice. "Mr. George, these are all the latest accessories this year!"

Dennis looked at me and raised his eyebrows. "Go and pick. If you like something, just stay."

I felt my eyes were twitching. I looked at Mr. George and asked, "Is the jewelry expensive?"

Forgive me for being so vulgar. I'm a professional guy, and I know little about these luxury goods.

With a cold face, Mr. George looked at it seriously and said, "These things are all made by famous masters. After careful polishing, they are all worth more than 4 million!"

I was stunned and opened my mouth wide. I looked at Dennis and said very seriously, "Dennis, I don't like these things. Let them bring them back!"

Four million. That was why he had to spend so much money.

Dennis frowned. "You don't like it?" He scanned all the jewelry and then began to wait for my answer.

I nodded and said seriously, "Yes, I don't like it!"

"All of you, stay!" He then looked at Toby and said, "Pick something more patiently next time. Don't waste your energy."

Toby was stunned and looked particularly serious.

Having been in the business world for two years, I could hear this. Obviously, it was a warning that Toby's efficiency was not high.

Toby asked someone to put down all the things and then left with some words.

Looking at the jewelry left behind, I looked speechlessly at Dennis and said, “Mr. George, you're so generous!"

Then, he turned back to his bedroom.

I don't have the habit of wearing jewelry. These things are no different from waste. I don't know how to complain about Dennis.

Fortunately, Dennis was no longer angry at the things that Leo had sent over, but he was really a weirdo. He actually asked me to buy him a belt!

"Dennis, if there's something wrong with your brain, you can find Dr. Bennett. Don't make trouble here!" What kind of f*cking request was this?

"If you can make money to buy Leo a belt, why can't you buy it for me? I am your husband, and he is just your nominal elder brother." Why was it so awkward to hear this from his mouth?

I laughed. "You're still my nominal husband? Why should I buy it for you? Didn't you always disdain to look at the clothes I bought you before?"

"The clothes?" He was a little surprised. "When did you buy it?"

"I've always bought it for you in Newton Town's villa, but you never wear it. Last time Dr. Bennett was wet, I gave it to him. Anyway, you don't wear it."

"Clara, don't you know where my clothes?"

I nodded. "I know!"

So what if he knew? His cloakroom was all black and white. The clothes I bought were never on the same level as his clothes. If they were in his cloakroom, he wouldn't touch them.

He glared at me. "Who else?"

I shook my head. "No!"

"Take back!"

What?

That was amazing. He could even say that.

"Dennis, if you have the face, you can ask for it. I'm not that thick-skinned!"

He took out the phone and dialed a number. Looking at his serious face, I couldn't help asking, "Do you really want it?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Why can't I take my things?"

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