Chapter 213

“'I’m not hungry!” By the sound of his voice, he seemed reluctant to speak to me.

I didn’t know what to do, so I followed him into the car, jumped into the driver’s seat first, looked at him and said, “I’ll take you home.”

It’s not safe for him to drive like this.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at me. He looked very pale. “Why? Are you feeling sorry for me?”

I frowned. “No! At least we’re friends. You helped me. There’s no reason for me to stand by and do nothing.”

“Oh!” He sneered. “So you’re paying your debts?”

Knowing he was in a bad mood, I said no more and started the car and went straight to The Gibson’s.

The car stopped and he leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, dark circles visible. He said in a tired voice, “You can stay in the Gibson Family.

Yara will manage it. She’s Dennis’s aunt, and she won’t do anything to you.”

I pressed my lips together. “What about you?”

“I’ll go back to Country M!” He pinched his eyebrows. “I only came back here to take care of my mother. Now that her worries are gone, it’s better for me to take her back to Country M.”

I didn’t know much about Yank’s marriage. There was no way to decide who was right and who was wrong, so there was no reason for me to say more.

I was silent for a moment. “Come on,” I said. “I’ll take you up there. You need to eat something, get some rest, and we’ll figure it out later.”

He looked at me sideways, his eyes deep and unfathomable. “Link Kennedy is supposed to be planning how to get you into their family. Your path will get better and better. As for the Lewis family, just do it up to a point. A lot of people died accidentally under Samuel Lewis, so be careful.”

I nodded and looked at him with a slight sigh, “Do you have to go back to Country M? The Gibson Family is so big, even if you don’t run the Gibson Family, there’s still the Shone family, right?”

He smiled, and his mouth was a little dry, probably from his anxiety and anger. “Are you looking out for me? Don't you want me to go?”

I didn’t mean that. After a pause, I said, “I really don’t want you to go.

I owe you so much in my life that I’m afraid I can’t pay you back. If you go back to Country M, we’ll be so far apart, and it’ll be impossible for me to return the favor.”

He sat up straight. “Do you really want to return the favor?”

I nodded. If it had not been for his timely arrival and keeping me up till dawn, I should be dead now. He saved my life.

He said, curling his lips. “If you want to repay the kindness, stay with me tonight!”

I froze and stared at him.

He sneered at me. “Why? You don't want to? In the past, people repay their kindness by marrying each other, but you are already married, so it is impossible for me to marry you. I can only keep you for one night.”

I pressed my lips together and looked at him in confusion. “Are you sure?”

He laughed. “I just asked you to stay overnight. What are you doing? Although Yank was not kind to me, I was born when he fell in love with my mother. He had been unkind to me all these years, but we were still father and son, and I felt sorry for him when he died.”

After a pause, he said, “Stay in my house. At least it’s not that empty.”

I was stunned and opened my mouth. I didn’t know what to say for a while. I thought...

“What do you think I intend to do by keeping you?”

“Nothing!”

“Well, that’s settled then.” With that, he got out of the car and pulled me straight into the house.

The Gibson house was already large, but as Yank’s ashes were to be brought back for a few days, the hall was draped in white cloth, making it seem even bigger and empty.

With a small family and a funeral at this time, they looked bleak. I followed him into the hall, where he had his servant cook dinner.

Yara soon followed back with a stack of papers, mostly about the division of Gibson’s estate. Hank gave her a cold look and said nothing.

She took the papers, handed them to Hank and said, “You can have the Gibson’s house and car. I just want to be president of the Gibson Family.

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Please Love Me, Mr. George Chapter 212 The Man Who Spoke by Power 6 “Well!” Hank sneered and looked at her with dark eyes. “He hasn’t even been buried yet, and you’re already splitting the inheritance with me? Aren’t you afraid he’ll come after you in the middle of the night?”

Yara’s face was cold, her thin cold lips slightly pursed and said, “That’s what he promised me. He gave me 50 percent of his shares. According to the law, I have the right to be president of the Gibson Family.”

Hank scowled. “Are you planning on leaving the Gibson family so early without waiting for his funeral?”

Yara said coldly, “You don't have to be so sarcastic. Both you and your mother have the Gibson family’s shares. I will give you every penny you deserve.”

“You can take it all!” Hank sneered. “Honestly, I don’t care about those shares. You’ve been planning all these years. It’s all yours. Take it.”

“There’s no need!” Yara said, “I won’t take less if it’s mine and I won’t take a cent if it’s not mine. Just, please tell your mother to stop coming around me. I had nothing to do with what happened. She hated me for so many years, it’s time to get over it.”

“What do you mean you had nothing to do with that?” there was a sudden sound of excitement at the door, It was Gloria. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at Yara with a grim face. “If you hadn’t seduced Yank, would he suddenly have given me the cold shoulder? Decades of love! From when we were young to when we were married, I accompanied him to every corner of the world.”

She entered the house, tears in her eyes, “I’ve been with him through all the Gibson family’s bad times. He loved me so much. From Hank’s birth to his going abroad, he had taken good care of me. I thought we’d be happy all our lives. But I never thought that your appearance would make him choose to divorce me at the age of 50. Yara, you said it wasn’t your fault. But all along you were the one who drove me and my husband against each other. If you hadn’t gone all pathetic and let him take care of you, how’d he get to where he is today? You’re from a rich family. Why would you seduce a married man?”

Speaking of the pain, Gloria looked fierce and wanted to tear Yara apart. “What do you like about him? He can’t even let you have a baby! What do you want to achieve? For a share of the Gibson Family? Why were you so cheap? Is it the bitch in you that made you do this?”

It was an insult at the end.