Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 153

After Nanny Daisy was done, Hank Gibson got up and was about to leave. Looking at the mobile phone he left, I couldn't help saying, "Mr. Gibson, the cost of the mobile phone..."

"Here we are!" He raised the pastries in his hand and said, "Equivalent exchange!"

Then he left.

Nanny Daisy didn't know him. Seeing him leave, she stood beside me and asked, "Mrs. George, who is he?"

"Hank Gibson, Yank Gibson's son."

"Oh!" Nanny Daisy nodded and said to herself, "I don't know him!"

I smiled and didn't explain too much.

Nanny Daisy helped me pack up the pastries and said, "If Mr. George saw you send the pastries to him in person, he would be very happy!"

I don't know if he's happy or not, but I know that he should be very busy now.

I have seldom been to the company in City P. I was a little surprised when I took a taxi downstairs.

Dennis George's movements were really big. He bought out all the three top-class buildings in the city center, looking luxurious.

The company was bustling with a crowd coming in and out. Nanny Daisy was worried that I would be knocked by others, so she carefully held me and said, "Be careful!"

The front desk!

Nanny Daisy asked twice, but no one paid attention to her. The delicate receptionist was busy dealing with the customers who came to visit. Nanny Daisy asked her several times but was ignored

Nanny Daisy was a little angry, "Miss, please tell us where your president's office is. Why are you so ignorant?"

Her loud voice attracted many people's attention. The receptionist had to look at her and still said politely, "Auntie, it's not that I don't want to tell you. Mr. George has countless visitors every day, but everyone makes an appointment. Without an appointment, we can't let you go up!"

Nanny Daisy was unhappy, "How busy is he? Does his wife have to make an appointment to visit him?"

The receptionist was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "Auntie, our president's fiancée just went upstairs. How could he have another wife? You must have come to the wrong place."

"How could I find the wrong place?" Nanny Daisy put the pastries on the front table and said angrily, "Mr. George has been married for almost three years, and he doesn't have a fiancée. The baby is about to come out. Don't make a mistake."

The receptionist smiled contemptuously and said, "Auntie, you can't talk nonsense. Don't we know whether our president is married or not? His fiancée has been here every day these days. We can't make a mistake!"

Nanny Daisy still wanted to say something, but I said, "Nanny Daisy."

"Clara!" Nanny Daisy looked at me and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you tired? Come and sit there for a while. I'll tell them."

I smiled and shook my head. I walked to the front desk with my hand on my belly and said, "No need!" Then I looked at the receptionist and asked, "Is your president's fiancée’s name Pearson?"

The receptionist was stunned and nodded, "Yes! The lost miss of the Lewis family, who knows Mr. George in Newton Town. They have a child. I heard that they are getting married."

"Nonsense!" Nanny Daisy couldn't stand it anymore, so she scolded, "What the hell is this? Olivia Pearson, this woman, is still haunting Mr. George. How can she pester Mr. George like this? That child can't belong to Mr. George."

"Auntie, you have to behave yourself. Don't slander others!" The receptionist seemed to be very protective of Olivia Pearson.

Nanny Daisy sneered and said, "Slander her? Haha, if she is smart, how can people slander her?"

Looking at the people walking in and out of the hall, I looked at the receptionist again and asked, "Does Miss Pearson come here often these days?"

The receptionist nodded and looked at my belly. She said hesitantly, "She always came here since Mr. George has been to City P. Madam, who are you?"

"I am Dennis George's wife!" Pointing at my belly, I smiled, "This is his child, who is about to be born!"

After that, I ignored the skeptical look in the receptionist's eyes and called Dennis George.

The phone rang twice before it was connected.

"Hello!" This voice was not from Dennis George.

It was Olivia Pearson!

"Let Dennis George answer the phone!" It wasn't that uncomfortable. It was common for a man like Dennis George to be obsessed with a woman.

"He's in a meeting!" Olivia Pearson said proudly, "You are about to give birth."

I blinked and hung up the phone.

Seeing this, the receptionist sneered and said, "Do you really think that any woman can pretend to be Mrs. George No matter what kind of person Mr. George is, any woman who can match him is not a woman as ordinary as you are!"

"How can you say that? Can't you be polite?" Nanny Daisy was so angry that her face turned red.

I held her back and shook my head slightly. People coming in and out of this place were watching us.

I dialed Mario Bennett's number again.

His voice was as cold as ever, "Clara Kennedy, what's wrong?"

"Are you in City P?"

He replied, "Yes!"

"I'm under the triangular building downtown. Can you come down and take me with you? The receptionist needs an appointment, and I haven't made an appointment with Dennis." I said this lightly without much emotion.

"Okay!" He replied and hung up.

The receptionist looked a little embarrassed and confused.

I stood there quietly and waited, lowering my head and touching my belly. Nanny Daisy looked at the receptionist coldly and muttered, "What a snob."

Just as the receptionist was about to refute, someone came to ask, "Hello, I have an appointment with Mr. George. Please pass on the message!"

The receptionist nodded. "Okay, wait a minute!"

I felt a little familiar with his voice and looked back, finding that it was the president of AC Co., Ltd., Michael Thomas.

I was stunned and called, "Mr. Thomas!"

Michael also saw me and said in surprise, "Mrs. George, why did you come to City P? Your belly is so big. I thought you were staying in Newton Town to deal with the affairs of the George Group!"

I chuckled and looked at my belly. "I am so big with the child that I cannot go to work. Why did you come to City P?"

He smiled and said, "The George Group wants to develop its market in City P. I'm here obviously for our cooperation in the future."

It was a brand that had been established for decades. The George Group had many industries. The cooperation with the George Group was enough to support its half-year income. As a businessman, he would not let go of such an opportunity.

I nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing me standing here, he frowned. "Are you waiting for someone?"

I nodded. "I didn't tell Dennis I would come, so I am waiting for him."

"Mr. Thomas, Mr. George invited you up!" The receptionist spoke and looked at me awkwardly.

Michael nodded and looked at me. "Mr. George must be busy. Why don't you come up with me? I'm afraid it won't be good to stand for a long time."