These words made Armand Bernie choked. Boyce Shawn really couldn’t stand it, if Armand continued
to say something offensive and pissed Theresa Gordon off, he would never be able to coax her in his
life. He pulled Armand away, “You wait for me, I’ll solve this matter.”
Armand was quite aggrieved as he was scolded instead when he was thinking for Dolores Flores and
was afraid that Matthew Nelson would be snatched away. He had a chip on his shoulder.
“Boyce, how come women nowadays are so eloquent …”
“Armand, can you stop talking?” Boyce held his forehead as he was going to be exasperated by him.
Armand hummed coldly, “You settle it.” After saying that, he walked away with resentment, thinking in
his mind that he didn’t want to care anymore.
Boyce watched him walk away before looking at Theresa, “You’re Theresa, right?” he spoke again
firmly without waiting for her to deny it, “The reason Armand didn’t find out was that lookers-on see
most of the game.”
Theresa knew he was a steady man. Since he could say that, he must have discovered something.
She pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, “I’ve found out.”
“Why your voice is different? Are you on purpose?” he asked with concern.
She shook her head, “I hurt my vocal cords.”
He sighed, “It’s okay, it’s not ugly now anyway.” He asked for a phone with his hand out, “You know the
news about Dolores, right?”
She handed him the phone and there was no need to beat around the bush when talking to someone
smart, “Yes, I went to see her as soon as I got out of the hospital and we’ve been staying together.”
After he finished entering Matthew’s number and handed it to her, he still wanted to explain to Armand,
“You know his temper, sometimes he is ignorant, but he has never had a bad intention. Just now he
didn’t recognize you as he thought you’re a scheming woman who seduced Matthew. After all Dolores
isn’t here, so he …” He didn’t finish the rest of the words as he believed that Theresa would understand
it.
She also expressed her attitude, “I hope you can keep this secret for me, don’t tell him my identity. I still
can’t let go of the past, I don’t want to be harassed by him and I want to live a quiet life.”
He looked at her for a moment and said, “I won’t tell him. I’ve to make him suffer or else he will still
make mistakes. I support your ideas.”
“No.” She hurriedly explained, “I’m not trying to punish him, I just don’t want to have a relationship with
him anymore as it’s too tiring. I don’t want to dabble in it for now, I just want to put my career first,
moreover, I’m really busy now. As you can see, there are a lot of people today, the convention was a
success and there’s a lot of work to do afterward.”
He sighed, “Fine, I respect you.” As he turned around to leave, he seemed to think of something and he
turned to look at Theresa, “He has a hard time recently and he also feels bad, being negative for a
period of time. If it isn’t that many things have happened recently and he is being busy all the time, he
wouldn’t even be in his current state.”
She didn’t say anything or give any response.
He just wanted her to know as he didn’t expect her to show her attitude. At that point, Armand couldn’t
be forgiven and he knew it well.
“Take good care of yourself.”
After finished speaking, he turned around and left while Theresa smiled, “Take care of yourself too.
You’re not young now, hurry up and find a girlfriend.”
When he heard of the word ‘girlfriend’, he inexplicably thought of Jasmine and the kiss that caught him
unawares.
Then, he was filled with guilt again.
He quickened his pace as if to flee from something. She looked at his hasty back and smiled as Boyce
who was always steady had lost his poise too.
On the roadside, Matthew was calling Abbott Baron.
“Yes, book the recent flight to City C.”
Soon Abbott’s voice was heard at the other end, “The most recent one is tomorrow morning at 7.30
a.m.”
“Well, book one for me.” He hung up the phone after he said. Armand leaned against a lamp pole,
looking at Matthew, “What’s wrong with you? Why do you go to City C in a rush?”
Matthew didn’t look at him and said indifferently, “Business. You guys can go back.”
After saying that, he stopped a taxi and went away.
Armand was speechless.
He felt that he couldn’t understand Matthew.
Yet Boyce knew why Matthew was going there, so he didn’t ask and wrapped his neck in his arm, “Let’s
return to the hotel. If you can’t fall asleep, I can have a drink with you.”
Armand looked at him, “I think you’re the one who wants to drink.”
“Okay, I want to have a drink. Will you accompany me?”
“Of course.” Armand’s arm was placed on his shoulder and they bent their arms around each other’s
shoulders. They didn’t immediately stop the car but walked along the road.
“Armand, I want to ask you a question.” Boyce suddenly said.
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