After hanging up with Chester, Emma still looked gloomy. Her red fingernail even was broken when she clenched her fist.
"Emma, what happened? How do I feel it is related to Georgia? Has she been out of prison?"
Flora asked with concern. Emma answered softly, looking at her mother.
"Mom, Georgia should be commuted for two years. She was released from prison ahead of schedule......"
Hearing that, Flora's face darkened.
"We can't let bitch go home. If she knows what happened that year, we will be screwed."
Emma sure knew that. As Robert's fiancee, she had a wonderful life.
Emma would not allow anyone to ruin her present life.
"Mom, don't worry, I have threatened Chester to deal with Georgia. However, Chester alone is not enough, our staff also have to investigate the situation of Georgia. If necessary, we have to kill her."
"Why didn't she die in prison?"
Flora cursed. The car accident killer was her son and she took a lot of effort to frame Georgia as a murderer.
She would not allow Georgia to go back.
On the other side, Georgia and Mr. Knight were inside the box.
Laurence asked all the people inside the box to leave and then looked at Georgia.
"Money, fame, or something?"
Mr. Knight's face was calm. He was a calm man and any beautiful women were only plaything to him.
Georgia knew only she was honest, she could have an opportunity.
"I want to ask the internationally famous Dr. Ivan to help me with the operation. If you can help me, I can do anything."
"You are clever."
Mr. Knight finally seriously looked at her face.
She had beautiful features and a good figure.
But she looked like a person.
The woman who was long dead in his memory.
"I've heard of Dr. Ivan too, but I can't promise I can get in touch with him. Are you sure you want my help?"
Perhaps by the influence of his memory, Mr. Knight did not want to play with her but chose to be frank.
He could play with many women except the one who looked like her.
Georgia suddenly became silent. If Mr. Knight could not help, she could only come to others.
Georgia's silence made Laurence chuckle.
"Here's my phone. Save your phone number. If I ever get in touch with Dr. Ivan, I'll call you."
Georgia felt Mr. Knight was friendly to her.
Although she did not know why, she had a gleam of hope, so she saved Mr. Knight's phone number.
The night wind was cool. Georgia saw off Mr. Knight at the door.
After the black lengthened Lincoln had disappeared in her vision, Georgia turned back to the club, but, but as she turned, she found standing in front of her.
"You failed to seduce and now you turn to Laurence. Why are you so cheap?"
The man looked sullen and angry as there was flame in his eyes.
Georgia ignored his roar, and made a detour and intended to take another way.
"Why don't you answer my question? Is that easy for a powerful man to make you take your clothes off?"