Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 217 Trap For Dennis

After thinking for a while, I said, "I can't find anything from Mr. Bates. Do you have any idea?"

Although Luna and Mr. Bates were allies, there was no evidence of their dirty deals. As for the cash

transaction, I also couldn't find any evidence in Mr. Bates's house.

She thought for a while and said, "I'm not sure about these things. How about this? I'll go back and

check again if I can find something useful."

I nodded. That was all I could do.

…

I hadn't talked with Jackie for a long time, in case someone would recognize us.

I had planned to go back to the villa directly, but on second thought, I thought about the matters of the

Gibson family. Then I decided to go to the Gibson family to see Hank.

However, I was trapped by a traffic jam downtown.

Many people got out of the cars and looked at the scene. It was obvious that something had happened

there.

I was not a person who liked to join in the fun. I was blocked in front and back. I also had to get out of

the car and asked an excited woman about the situation.

The middle-aged woman liked to join in the fun. When she heard my question, she got even more

excited, "Hey, if you are in a hurry, you'd better take a detour. Someone wants to jump off the building

in front of us. I heard that she is the ex-wife of the president of the Gibson Group. The life of the rich

family is not as good as we think. Her ex-husband passed away not long ago, and now his mistress is

forcing her. But the daughter of the George family from Newton Town is really merciless. Look, she

takes the heritage, and now even forced the ex-wife to die. What a bad woman! "

There was a lot of noise and screams under the building. The woman was in a hurry to join in the fun

and didn't say anything more. She squeezed into the crowd in a hurry.

I was surprised. The ex-wife of the president of the Gibson Group? Wasn't it Gloria? Hank's mother?

After thinking for a while, I locked the door and followed the woman to check the situation.

In just a few minutes, the Triangle Zone downtown was packed with people, and the streets around

were blocked.

The Triangle Zone was the headquarter chosen by Dennis when he came to City P. Around it was

several famous office buildings in City P, including the Gibson Group and the Lewis Group.

Gloria was standing on the rooftop of the building. The building had more than one hundred floors, so it

was hard to see the people on the rooftop from downstairs.

The building was surrounded by a lot of passers-by. It was the feud in the family, which would always

draw many onlookers' attention.

Someone had called the police, and the fire engines had come. The police had controlled the building

and didn't allow anyone to approach.

The people in the building couldn't get out, and the people outside couldn't get in.

I called Hank several times, but he didn't answer.

Then I called Dennis. When the phone was connected, I heard that he seemed to be on the plane,

probably in a hurry. He only said, "I'm going to Newton Town for some business. I'll be home later. I

won't have dinner at home."

Then he hung up. When I called him again, his phone was powered off.

Helplessly, I went to the front and talked to the police, "Sir, can I go in? I know the lady on the rooftop." This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Who is she?" The policeman said, hinting me to step backward and not to get close to the scene.

Yank and Gloria had divorced. I couldn't tell what the relationship between us was. "She is my friend's

mother. Can you let me go upstairs to persuade her?"

"Only immediate family members can go upstairs. Lady, please step back. Don't affect our work." The

policeman said and pushed me back.

I almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, I was held up by someone.

"I'm Hank, the son of the lady on the rooftop. Can I go up?" Hank helped me stand firm and handed his

ID card to the police.

The policeman took a look and said, "Mr. Gibson, this way please!"

Hank looked at him coldly and took me upstairs. I followed him and soon reached the top floor.

Generally, no outsider was allowed to enter this office building, especially the rooftop. Only those with

work certificates could enter.

The rooftop was open-air, and the railings were relatively high. Flowers and plants were planted

around, and there were open-air tables, chairs, and sunshades. Obviously, this place was used for rest.

Somehow, Gloria had climbed out of the railings and stepped on the edge of the platform, which was

only as wide as her palm. With her hands on the railing, she looked haggard.

The wind on the top floor was strong, and she was about to fall. As long as she was a little careless,

she would fall down from such a high building.

If she fell down, she would certainly die on the spot.

Her position was frightening. Some psychological experts and rescue team had arrived in advance.

As soon as Hank took me to the rooftop, Gloria became more emotional. Her eyes turned red and her

voice was hoarse, "Hank, I'm sorry."

Hank suppressed his fear and looked at Gloria. His face turned pale, "Mom, you don't have to say

sorry. I didn't blame you. Come here first.

If you have any requests, let's go home and have a talk, okay?"

Gloria shook her head in the cold wind. "Hank, you have to live well. You are the only son of the Gibson

family. Your father loves you. He doesn't want to have a child with you because he is afraid that you will

be bullied after he dies. You have to live well, get married and have children, and manage the Gibson

family well. Only in this way can your father and I be at ease."

That should be her last hope.

Hank's eyes turned red. He tried hard to control his emotions and comforted Gloria, "Mom, I see.

Please come here. You have to find a good girl for me. You have to watch me marry her with your own

eyes. Mom, don't do anything stupid. Come down. We must live well together."

Gloria shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Hank, don't blame me. I lived on my hatred

for him for the past ten years, and I'm not willing to admit my failure. But now I don't hate him anymore.

My life is meaningless. For so many years, I have always owed him an apology. I have to go to him. I

can't accompany him when we were alive, but I will accompany him after we die."

Gloria had made up her mind to die, so she looked at Hank in despair. Death was the best choice for

people who lost their faith in life.

Hank also knew this. But how desperate he would! He would lose his father and then his mother in

such a short time.

Seeing that Gloria didn't listen to him at all, Hank was scared. "Mom, you can't go. You're relieved, but

you leave me alone. I only have you. If you leave, I will have no family."

Gloria looked at him with a kind look, "Hank, without me, you'll have a longer and better path to go. I

will only drag you down. Listen to me, don't go to Country M. Just stay in the Gibson Group. Your father

wanted you to take over it. If I die, you will have more shares. You are still the president of the group.

Run the Gibson Group well, my son." reading more