Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 324 Meet old friend 5

I stared at him for a few seconds and said, “I’m not Bernice Miller. You must be wrong.”

He was very persistent, “How can it be? I know you are. Although you don’t wear makeup, you look a

little different from when you are on TV. But your beauty stands out in the crowd.”

How could I put it?

It was really good to be young.

I thought for a long time about the boy’s persistence, but without speaking, I took out my ID card from

my bag and handed it to him, saying, “You see, I’m really not Bernice Miller.”

The boy stared at the photo for half a second and then looked at me in disbelief. “But you do look

alike!”

I smiled and politely replied, “There are a lot of lookalikes in this world.”

He handed me the flowers and blushed. “Miss Kennedy, you look beautiful. Here are the flowers for

you. I may never see Bernice in person again, so keep it!”

With that the boy went away.

A group of people looked at me and said, “Clara, you and Bernice Miller do look so much alike,

especially the eyes. If I’d seen you for the first time, I’d have been wrong, too.”

I smiled, but didn’t say much.

I seemed to look like a lot of people. I used to be said to look like Olivia, then Luna, now celebrity.

“Don’t take it personally. Beautiful people are mostly alike!”

I shook my head and didn’t mind. “It means I’m actually pretty good looking to be called that.”

A harmless farce. The alcohol made me dizzy, so I paid the bill and left with Nathan.

He walked me to the yard gate and said, “Clariana is with my mom. I’m taking her to school tomorrow

morning.”

I nodded and pinched my eyebrows. “Good night!”

Maybe because of Dennis, Nathan was still taking care of me, but it was slowly becoming like a brother

taking care of his sister.

Adults were good at weighing the pros and cons. Dennis had a depth of poise, finesse and style that

most adults couldn’t match.

Nathan respected him, but he also knew how to measure his place.

His care for me, which started as a relationship between a man and a woman, gradually subsided into

a relationship between brother and sister, which was for the best.

I was looking for my keys in my bag when I saw Leo. Because of the dim light in the alley, the

headlights were particularly bright.

Black Bentley. I know the plate very well.

Through a few key words, I knew a lot.

I looked back at him and said, “What did you order?”

Clariana exclaimed, “Family bucket, ice cream, hamburger, Coke, and French fries.”

I frowned. “Can you eat them all?”

She tilted her head and said, “Mom, I only eat it once a month, and that’s what I want.”

Dennis seemed to agree with her logic, and I was a little annoyed, “Clariana, when you eat, you do

what you can. If you

ordered it and couldn’t finish it, now it’s just a waste of dozens. But if it’s something you say you’re

going to do and you don’t

do it, the price you’re going to pay is probably losing the person you love the most, okay?”

Dennis frowned. “She’s only four!”

“It’s the same even when she’s only one year old. She didn’t have to wait until she was 18 to

understand what she could understand at four.” I might have been cruel, but I always felt like if there

was something Clariana needed to know, she had to know it early.

He sighed and motioned us back to our seats to wait for him.

Clariana seemed to realize she shouldn't have ordered so much. After a moment of silence, she looked

at me and said, “Mom, I was wrong. I won’t do it again.”

I nodded, my eyes resting on Dennis as he approached.

He laid all the food on the table and looked at Clariana. “If you like it, don’t mistreat yourself. Eat at

ease.”

Clariana looked at me and began to eat happily when I nodded.

I lost my appetite and stared out the window at the same Bernice Miller jewelry promotional video on

the big screen.

“Whether it’s Olivia or Bernice Miller, I was just playing along. If you mind, I won't bring a date for future

events.” He said, his voice affirming.

I sighed, “You don’t have to do this. I have my life figured out, and I know what I want, so you don’t

have to worry about me.”

He frowned. “So you're angry?”

I shook my head.

I really didn’t care. “No matter whom you are with, these are the things that journalists and media use

to entertain their audiences. Dennis, the media can use us for entertainment, but we can’t get caught

up in it.”

He smiled, and there was warmth on his face. “I'll cook tonight.”

I smiled.

Clariana’s mouth was full of oil, “But didn’t we agree to eat out tonight? We're going to the movies

later.”

The little guy was so serious that he couldn’t help but laugh. Dennis wiped her mouth and said gently,

“Well, it’s up to you.”

The rest of the time we were in accordance with her requirements. Everything seemed peaceful and

beautiful.

It was late when we got back to the yard. Tired from walking all day, Clariana fell asleep leaning on

Dennis.

Maybe I had walked too much, and the sprain was starting to ache again.

It was probably sequela!

After sending Clariana to the bedroom, he came out of the room and saw me pouring water. He took

the kettle from me and filled it, then squatted on the side of the basin to test the water temperature.

It seemed to be hot, so he turned and poured some cold water in it, untying my shoelace. It was

obvious that he was going to wash my feet.

I resisted, putting my hand on him. “I can do it myself.”

He pursed his lips. “The old wound is not completely healed. After soaking it for a while, rub it with

safflower wine.”

His long fingers dipped into the water as he spoke. Some people’s fate seemed preordained.

I couldn’t seem to get away from him.

Watching him rubbing my ankle, I said, “There are many things in City P. You have been here for a long

time. You should go back and have a look.”

He looked up, his eyes deep. “So you’re kicking me out?”

I shook my head. “Just a suggestion.”

He did not say anything, but bent his head and rubbed my ankle for me.

Counting the days carefully, he had been in HL Area for half a month. The George Group had a lot

going on, I knew that. He often held teleconferences on his computer, handled documents, and was

sometimes swamped with work.

But even so, the center of the George Group was in City P, and his coming here was not a long-term

solution.

I was so used to daily trifles, dealing with things of this yard, that I didn’t want to go back to City P with

him.

So even though he was now quietly entering my life, he and I seemed to have merged.

But peace was just an illusion. If something happened, he still had to go.

That night, the stars were bright. It took me a long time to fall asleep. I had thought about Clariana’s

future.

I knew better than anyone that her staying with me in HL Area gave me a sense of belonging, but not

for her. She was a child. She had never seen the outside world. She needed to see, she needed to

learn, she needed a better environment to see and enrich hereslf.

I loved the beauty of HL Area, but I couldn’t delay Clariana’s future.

The man put out the fire and got out of the car. He had a slender body and his casual clothes made him

even more handsome.

I stood in the doorway, silent, just watching.

He stepped forward. Taller than I was by a whole chunk. “Link says you are in HL Area. I thought you

were going to live in

Hensley Town when you left City P. I was surprised to see you back in HL Area.”

“Go in and sit down!” I said, smiling faintly at his words.

The light was on in the yard. It was very bright. I made him tea and sat in a wicker chair softening the

drink.

He looked at me, his eyes profound. “Did you see the old house?”

“Twenty years have passed. The old house was transformed, if not demolished.”

I did go to see it. When I first brought Clariana to HL Area, I always liked to take her for a walk around

the old house.

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He looked at me and said, “I just replaced what was broken and nothing else.”

I was stunned, and then I realized that he had bought it.

I nodded slightly and did not respond. I just said, “It’s getting late. Let’s catch up some other time. Good

night!”

Since he had an apartment in HL Area, I didn’t have to keep him.

He was silent for a long time, then got up and headed for the door.

I followed him to the gate.

Suddenly, he turned around and hugged me. I was stunned, but I calmed down for a moment.

“Clara, I miss you very much.” He spoke, his voice hoarse as that of a child.

I stood where I was with my lips pressed together and put my hand up and patted his shoulder.

“Clariana is four years old. Come see her sometime.”

Time healed, so there was no need to brood.

The next day.

Leo went to the hotel. Dennis was gone for a few days, and the hotel staff was buzzing with gossip

about Nathan and me.

Some said he was sucking up to me for Link’s power, and some people said it was disgusting that we

messed with each other when we both had families.

I’d been numbed by these words.

Leo was definitely a hammer. His presence enlivened the silence of the office.

I was sorting out the information, a little absorbed, and I did not notice his arrival.

The girls in the office liked to talk about lipsticks and cosmetics. They were quiet for a while, and I was

a little confused.

When I looked back, I saw a man standing behind me, tall and handsome.

I was not stunned. But I was a little surprised when he showed up at my office.

“What...What are you doing here?”

He smiled, looked away from my computer, and said in a deep voice, “To take you to breakfast.”

He said he was here to take me to breakfast, not having breakfast with me.

Leo was a Kennedy, but he was a businessman, and though he was not as well-known as Dennis, he

was also famous.

A lot of people recognized him, and they were a little excited.

I looked at the unfinished files on my computer and said, “Maybe it'll take me a while. I’m not done yet.”

He nodded and took a seat, naturally and casually, without the slightest discomfort.

With such a handsome man sitting in the office, the girls hardly did anything, all eyes fell on him.

“Who is he? What is his relation to Clara?” someone asked curiously.

“I think he’s the head of an electronic technology company. His name is Leo Kennedy. And he’s the son

of Link Kennedy.”

“So they’re brother and sister?”

“No way! How come I’ve never heard of this before?”

“Didn’t you not know Clara was Link Kennedy’s daughter? What’s so weird about that?”

I turned off my computer, got up, and looked at Leo, “let’s go!” The discussion was quiet but audible. I

didn’t like it, so I stayed away.

As we left the hotel, Leo smiled. “What do you want to eat?”

“Anything wiil do.”

He had booked a French restaurant. It was not fancy, but it was great for the county.

We sat opposite each other, and he looked at me. “What do you want?”

“Your call.”

He paused and said no more. Then he ordered two steaks, looked at me, and said, “You've lost

weight!”