Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 38 Luis of Jo Turner Credit Audit

After a busy day and it was time off work finally, Jackie carried her bag into the office. She stared at me

and said, “Miss Kennedy, do you need me to follow you to dinner with Luis of Jo Turner Credit in the

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I was lost in thought for a moment before I remembered this. Looking at her anxious expression, I

shook my head and said, “No, just give me the address, I will go there myself!”

She smiled, “Thank you, Miss Kennedy, I’m sending you the address.”

I nodded my head and squinted at her with my chin in my hand, “Are you seeing someone special?”

Jackie was a grown-up and worked for me for two years, and she hadn't been in a relationship all this

time and recently started dating?

“No, I had an appointment with an old classmate in the evening and had some time together, so…” She

said, but her face was already getting red.

I nodded and said nothing more, just gestured for her to go ahead!

Affection just can’t be concealed, even you didn’t say it, people can tell from your eyes.

After sorting out my desk, I drove straight to the place Jackie told me. I originally thought that the boss

of Jo Turner Credit would be a middle-aged man.

When I saw him in person, I froze for a moment, not expecting Luis to be a young child in his early

twenties.

“Miss Kennedy?” As soon as he saw me, he stood up from his seat, looked at me and raised his

eyebrows.

I gave him a polite smile, “Mr. Collins?”

“Just call me Luis.” Luis was a tall and handsome boy, and had two dimples on the cheeks when he

smiling, which made him look cuter, but he got a pair of sapiential eyes.

He looked he really got something on him.

I walked to the table and sat down, while Luis looked at me with a cute smile on his face, “Clara, what

would you like? I’ll help you call the waiter!”

He directly called my name.

“I'm not picky!” I responded, put the bag in my hand aside and looked up at him as he ordered.

After he ordered a few dishes, he casually gazed at me with his chin in his hand, “Clara, you look a lot

better than I thought you would!”

I raised my eyebrows, “Is Jo Turner Credit your company?”

I thought he probably was about twenty-three years old, although Jo Turner Credit was not considered

large, it must not bad for it can be selected by Dennis. I was surprised such a child can run a company

all by himself.

He slumped on the table, feeling a bit bored, “Yeah, when I was bored in college I started Jo Turner

Credit and find it was fun.” He then squinted at me with a tilted head and said, “Let's talk about

something else, shall we?”

I nodded, “What do you want to talk about?”

He was suddenly intrigued, sat up straight and gazed at me, “Are you going to get a divorce with old

Mr. George?”

I was stunned, “Old Mr. George?”

He then continued, “Dennis George is more than thirty years old, isn’t he an old man? You are only

twenty-six, do you really intend to live with that old man for the rest of your life?”

I was stunned by his words for a while and did not know what to say, “You're interested in my personal

life?”

“Of course!” He nodded and responded with a serious look, “No one has ever said that you are

stunning? Especially your temperament.”

This child’s thought was quite special. I grinned and answered awkwardly, “Thank you!”

“What do you think of me? Is it your type?” Would this child know when to stop?

Taking a sip of water, I looked over at him and changed the subject, “Do you think you can successfully

complete the annual audit of the George’s if I give it to you?”

Seeing that I changed the subject, he pouted, and began to lie on the table again, “I have to do it

before I know the answer, so I can’t tell you now!”

I twisted my eyebrows, slightly less interested in talking, “The George’s has just gone public, with huge

funds to sort out. You should know audit better than me. A small error will cause huge losses to the

company, and I am responsible for this year, I naturally have to be more careful with it!”

He slightly narrowed his eyes, a pair of black eyes faintly revealed a few crafty bright, “Do you think I'm

not capable of doing a good job in auditing the George’s?”

I raised an eyebrow and did not answer his question head-on, but said with a light smile, “You are so

young to establish Jo Turner Credit, I naturally believe in your ability, but after all, we have not worked

together before and do not understand each other, so next, the George’s will hold a bidding session

and we’ll see by then. If your company wins the bid, then I hope to work well with Mr. Collins.”

“Whatever!” He held his chin and squinted at me, “You don't seem to think much of me!”

I was getting a bit uncomfortable with his attitude and slightly frowned, “You’re funny!”

“You think I’m too young?” He pushed the dish the waiter had just brought to the table in front of me

and looked at me and said, “Don't you think young people are more energetic?”

I can’t continue this conversation, got up and said, “I will inform you of the specific time as soon as

possible, if there is nothing else, I will have to leave now!”

My wrist was tugged by him with some force, “So rush?” He stretched his tone and gazed out of the

restaurant.

I couldn't help but follow his gaze, right into Dennis’s.

Then Olivia beside Dennis. I retracted my gaze, tried to retrieve my hand. But he held me tightly and

wouldn’t let go.

I twisted my eyebrows and said with some displeasure, “Let go of me!”

“How about watching a show before leaving?” When he said this, he pulled me back to the seat, and

then pressed my shoulders. Then he watched Dennis and Olivia walk in with a smile on his face and

said, “Mr. George, what a coincidence! Please join us!”

I got a bit irritating and said coldly, “What do you want?”

“A show!” He said and sat down next to me.

Dennis sunken his face and walked over with Olivia and sat down opposite us.

Olivia naturally saw me. With the last incident, at this time she did not continue to pretend, just coldly

glowered at me, very unfriendly.

It’s good that Olivia didn’t pretend anymore. I did not bother to look at them, simply took out my phone.

Luis’s passionate voice came to my ears, “Mr. George, Miss Olivia, what can I get you two?”

I was amused by Luis. Didn’t he just call Dennis old Mr. George?

Dennis indifferently glanced at Luis, then turned to gaze at Olivia and said, “What would you like to

eat?”

Look, he just can’t ignore Olivia, because it’s a habit imprinted in the bones.

Olivia responded with a “whatever” and then back to silence. Yet I was a little annoyed when Luis kept

talking to me, and if he hadn't blocked my way out, I would have just walked away.