The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 132

Sebastian Simons hung up the phone. When he looked back, he found that Yasmine Taylor had already disappeared. He looked around the restaurant and soon found that she was talking to Mr. George's assistant. He couldn't help but smile and said, "What a persistent girl."

"Please, just let me see Mr. George. I really want to see him, I have something important to tell him."

The assistant shook his head and said, "Sorry, Old Mr. George has told me he will not see anyone."

"But I'm really in a hurry. I have something to confirm with him."

"Everyone has their reasons to see Old Mr. George. Please forgive me for not being able to do anything about it."

"Can't it be an exception?"

"Miss, please don't make things difficult for me. I am just a servant who takes care of Old Mr. George's well being. I don't have the right to make any exceptions for you."

Yasmine let out a sigh of disappointment but she was still unwilling to give up. Suddenly, she thought of a way to meet him.

She quickly removed her earrings and said to his assistant, "Could you please help me take this to Old Mr. George? Just say that the owner of these earrings is very eager to see him. He will definitely see me when he sees the earrings."

Seeing that she was so determined, the assistant had to agree, "Well, okay, I'll try, but don't have too high hopes."

"Okay, thank you very much."

The assistant took her earrings and left the restaurant. Yasmine then began her nervous and uneasy wait. About ten minutes later, the assistant came back and brought her good news. "Congratulations, Mr. George has agreed to see you. Please come with me."

Yasmine almost jumped up out of excitement. She followed the assistant and exited the restaurant. Scott Jules and Lily Adams were very surprised to see her following the assistant. She made an OK gesture to them, and they immediately got the rough idea and they smiled at once.

When she walked forward, she saw Sebastian who was also looking at her with surprise. She raised her chin complacently and walked away with a grin.

She followed after the assistant and after countless twists and turns, they finally arrived at Mr. George's study room.

Standing at the door, the assistant knocked on the door and said, "Mr. George, the young lady is here."

"Let her in."

Yasmine heard a burst of cough, it was hoarse and powerless. Upon hearing that, she felt a little guilty in her heart. Up till now, she had thought that Mr. George was just being arrogant, but now it seemed that his health really wasn't in good condition. If not, he wouldn't have said that in ten years' time, he might not be able to see everyone again.

"Please go in."

The assistant pushed the door open. Yasmine then took a deep breath and walked in.

Before her, was a large study room. There were countless books on the shelf, and Old Mr. George was sitting by a sea of books. Yasmine was very confused. She simply couldn't think of this erudite and respected man and the old beggar who she had met a few months ago in the same way.

"Please sit down."

Old Mr. George stood up and led her to the sofa on the left side of the room. Then he poured her a glass of green tea and said with a smile, "I bet you are extremely confused now."

"Yes."

Yasmine did not hide her confusion at all. "Although it's a little rude, I still need to know if you are the beggar who I met by the sea?"

Old Mr. George smiled kindly. While she anxiously waited for his reply, he nodded heavily and said, "Yes."

"Why? Why were you a beggar a few months ago, and a few months later, you've become who you are now..."

"Didn't you say that as long as I am alive, I can turn myself into a rich man? I just let your original prediction became true."

"Please don't make fun of me. What is going on actually?" Yasmine would never believe that Old Mr. George had changed from a beggar to be like this within a few months, because Sebastian had said that he was his mentor many years ago.

"In fact, it was fate that had brought us together. That night, I was chatting with a friend at a coffee shop. I saw you walking in the rain while in a daze. At that time, there was a depressed look on your face so I thought that you might want to end your own life, so I changed my clothes with the beggar on the roadside and followed you to the beach. And as usual, I saved your life."

"As usual?"

"Yes, I've saved about 98 lives who wanted to kill themselves, including you."

98...

Yasmine gasped. Suddenly, she understood why Old Mr. George was given the nickname of the legendary man, and why so many schools had wanted to invite him to give a speech. A person who had saved nearly a hundred lives in his lifetime, just what kind of attainment does he have in his heart to be able to do this...