Travis was astonished by Sarah's words.
He wanted to collaborate with Sarah to avenge his grandma but he didn't want a fake marriage with
her.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to do that, I will take vengeance for sure but I don't want to complicate the whole
thing."
Travis told Sarah his thoughts.
"You still have a wishful thought that you can be with Georgia?"
Travis's face stiffened hearing her.
"Ms Duran, please choose your word carefully."
"Mr Armstrong, it's not embarrassing to have such a thought, getting married and divorced is no big
deal in one's life. Who knows whether Georgia and Robert will be divorced in the future. As long as you
help me with my revenge, I'll free you and you can go for Ms Lane."
"Ms Duran, this is my last warning, stop talking nonsense or please leave now."
Sarah smiled casually.
"Mr Armstrong, do consider about it, I'm going now. Do you wish to live under Robert's protection your
entire life and watch them grow old? You should at least be independent of Robert's protection."
Sarah left and Travis threw a punch on the bed.
Everyone had wishful thoughts.
When he was lonely at night, he dreamed of being a wealthy and powerful man with his lover by his
side.
But he knew what the reality was, Sarah, emphasized and enlarged the desire within him as a
reminder.
She was not a good woman, Travis began to set up a fence towards her.
Time passed slowly. Georgia's fever had subsided after three days in the hospital, Annie was ready to
discharge too.
Robert and Annie were always by her side this past two days, they tried to keep her happy, Georgia
tried too.
She wanted to forget about what happened and ignored what was going on online, she knew she was
running away from it.
No one required her to face what happened directly, she didn't know if it had gone viral on the internet,
she chose to believe in Robert that it was covered up, not many people knew about that incident.
And within this week, Vanessa, Annie, Travis and Georgia all discharged from the hospital one after
another.
Robert invited Travis, Elsie and Vanessa over to his villa on the day Annie was discharged, Jason and
Jasper were there too.
They were all invited over for a meal. Georgia was still awkward seeing Jason, what happened that
night resurfaced in her mind whenever she saw him, she could no longer face him the way she used to.
Jason seemed to avoid interaction with her too, but all of them enjoyed the meal together.
The next day, Robert and Georgia made an appointment with Miranda.
She told Robert where she was kidnapped and coincidentally saved her from the incident this time. So,
Georgia thought she needed to treat her a meal as gratitude.
They made a lunch appointment at the finest private kitchen in D City.
The chef was well known for making delicious cuisines, the queue for a table was fully booked for a few
months usually.
Robert made the reservation a month earlier thinking to bring Georgia over.
And they took the chance to bring Miranda along as a thank you gesture.
This was a private kitchen located in a villa outside of the city. The interior design was unique, it looked
like an ancient building and everyone dressed in fashion during the Han Dynasty.
There was a wide variety of alcoholic beverages available, guests could also enjoy drawing here, it was
a fine place for leisure purposes.
Their appointment was at noon, Georgia and Robert came half an hour earlier and waited in the room
they booked.
"Is there any news on Miranda's mom?" She was hospitalized recently and completely forgotten about
Layla.
She recalled because of the appointment with Miranda.
"I don't know her whereabouts but I've got some information about her. Do you know the owner of the
club that you used to work at?"
Georgia shook her head while Robert smiled helplessly.
"Laurence was the sole owner of that club, that was his territory. Layla has been working there for
years, I believe she knows Laurence and not only acquaintances. And now the owner has changed, I
have been tracking Laurence but bear no fruit so far."
Georgia's emotion turned complicated hearing Laurence's name.
He was the one who saved her when she needed help. And offended Robert because of this. Their
conflict started because of her.
They were not enemies but turned to one because of her.
"Do you think Laurence will still attack you?" Georgia asked.
"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't add another name to your list of enemies, Laurence wouldn't lose his
legs, it's all my fault…"
Georgia sighed while Robert shook his head.
"You were nothing but a fuse. Laurence and I have been standing against each other even before I
knew you. We've fought several times in the business arena. We are always not on good terms, don't
blame yourself. I'm the one who attacked him first and he took revenge, so it all depends on our
capabilities. The only thing I need to do is protect you and myself."
"Did you have a conflict with him before?"
Georgia asked curiously. There were over ten years of an age difference between them, Georgia didn't
understand how could they possibly had offended each other.
"Technically, I don't hate him, but he has been attacking the Simpson's business even before we know
you. He never missed a chance in sabotaging our business… He will also be the one that laughs or
take advantage should the Simpson fall. I'm not sure where his hatred towards us comes from, so our
conflicts have nothing to do with you. Perhaps he helped you because I was attacking you at that time,
it could be our conflicts that have created you troubles…"
Robert's comforting words made Georgia guilty.
She didn't think that she was innocent, she believed she was the culprit of their conflicts.
"Let's forget about all those. Laurence lost his legs and hates me to the core. I wanted to attack his
business and make him lost the power to take revenge on us, but he had sold all his businesses, I'm
still unable to locate him up to today. I can't make him lose power while he hides in the bushes like a
vicious snake. I'm afraid that he will launch a sudden attack, he has no mercy at all, so make sure you
have guards around no matter where you go, okay?"
Robert reminded Georgia and she nodded.
After being kidnapped a few times and some life-threatening encountered, she understood she was
surrounded by danger and wanted to avoid facing the same situation again.
As they chatted, it was noon and someone knocked on the door.
Miranda came in. She was not tall, about one-meter fifty-eight, but she was cute looking with a
seductive face.
She made a bun today and wore a green colour mini skirt, with a silver sling bag.
"Have you been here long?"
Miranda asked the moment she entered the room while Georgia shook.
"No, we've just arrived, come sit down, I'll call the waiter and we shall make the order."
Miranda smiled in excitement.
"I tried making a reservation here before, but the queue is long, my reservation is made for two months
from now. But thanks to you I can taste the food today or else I need to wait for another two months."
"Have you tried before?" Georgia asked.
"Once, half a year ago and been craving ever since. I wanted to make a reservation after that but went
overseas. When I'm back and call to reserve I'm put on the waiting list for a few months. Thanks to you
now my craving is served."
The conversation experience with Miranda made Georgia felt that she was a carefree girl with a cute
personality.
Apart from the misunderstood during their first few conversations, she now felt like she had known her
for a long time.
Georgia poured some tea into a cup and present it to Miranda.
"Ms Bradley, you've saved me twice, please accept this drink as my gratitude."
Miranda's eyes widened, her eyes formed crescents shape when she smiled.
"Didn't I say to call me Miranda? I won't accept this drink if you act too formal."
"Miranda, thank you."
Georgia said in slight awkwardness while Miranda accepted the drink and bottomed up.
"Georgia, there's no need to be too formal. It was coincident that I helped, perhaps it's our fate, the
gods wanted me to help and us to be friends. We only spoke through the phones and had never met
each other, but it seems like we are destined to be friends."
Miranda joked but Georgia felt slightly uneasy.
She had never met such a friendly person as Miranda. She didn't know how to respond and Robert
helped.
"Should I arrange a ceremony for both of you to become sisters right now?"
Georgia squeezed his arm right after he finished.
"Mr Simpson, you are humorous," Miranda smiled.
And then she asked suddenly.
"The man that night was Jason Murphy, right? Why didn't he call or treat me to a meal to thank me? I
saved him too didn't I? Is he such a miser?"
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