The man, who had appeared in City C and whose name was Declan Bailey as Dolores guessed, now
showed up here. She wondered if he came for Matthew.
Right then, the call on her phone was connected. She heard Boyce’s voice. “Hello?”
Since Dolores used a new number that she started to use after moving to City C, so Boyce saw it as an
unknown number on the phone.
Dolores pinched the cell phone. “What on earth happened Theresa?”
Boyce seemed to be startled at this voice. After a pause, he answered, “She’s in a hospital now.”
“Did she get hurt?” she asked nervously.
“She got some injuries and she’s on fever now. The doctor is treating her,” Boyce answered honestly.
However, when Dolores heard his words, she misunderstood.
Boyce’s answer kept reechoing in her mind.
She thought about John’s naked body, subconsciously misunderstanding that Theresa had been raped.
She looked down and asked hoarsely, “Does Armand know it?”
Boyce answered, “Yes, he does.”
“Which hospital are you guys at now?” Dolores asked in a hoarse tone.
“Are you coming over?”
“Not now. I’ll go there later.” Right now, she wanted to know why Declan came to see Matthew.
“The First People's Hospital,” Boyce said.
“I got it. Thanks.” She hung up the phone.
Pushing the door open, she got off and said to the driver, “Please wait for me here.”
She planned to go to the hospital later.
The driver answered and parked the car in the basement garage. It was quite hot outside.
Dolores entered the lobby. Although Matthew didn’t announce her identity to the public, he had
admitted her to the company. Hence, all the employees knew who she was. She wasn’t stopped but
treated respectfully.
She smiled faintly to anyone who greeted her.
When she walked out of the elevator, she bumped into Abbot. Seeing her, Abbot asked with a smile,
“Good day, Mrs. Nelson. Are you here for Mr. Nelson?”
As Matthew’s important assistant, Abbot didn’t involve in as much of Matthew’s daily life as Boyce and
Armand did, but he was pretty clear about his boss’s matters.
Dolores answered, “Yeah. Is it a good time?”
Abbott said, “Mr. Nelson is in the meeting with a guest now.”
“Is the guest in a silver-gray suit?” asked she.
Abbott nodded. “Have you seen Mr. Bailey?”
Upon hearing it, Dolores completely ensured that the man was truly Declan Bailey. Otherwise, Abbott
wouldn’t have called him “Mr. Bailey.”
She nodded. “Yeah. I saw him come in earlier.”
“Would you like to wait in the lounge, please?” asked Abbott.
Dolores shook her head. “No, thanks. I’m going to go in and join their conversation.”
As she spoke, she walked to the door of Matthew’s office.
When she reached the office door, her cell phone started ringing in her pocket. She pulled it out and
found the caller ID was “Uncle”. She walked aside and swiped to answer the phone. Before Oscar
spoke, she took the initiative to ask, “Hello, Uncle. Anything happened over there?”
Otherwise, he wouldn’t call her right now.
“Nothing serious. Everything’s fine here. Someone came here to get the tailored clothes, but I told them
that we have a lot of orders already so if they were willing to, they needed to wait for a long time. For
those who were unwilling, I suggested they leave. The factory runs as normal. Theresa and you both
left so suddenly, and you’ve taken the kids away. I guess something urgent must have happened.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t be in such a hurry. I’m calling you to remind you no matter what has
happened, please do let me know if you have any difficulties. You must believe in your parents. What
they have left you was not only the treasure. Do you know what I mean?”
Dolores looked down at the tip of her toe. “I see.”
“Okay. How are the kids? I miss them so much.” Oscar had already got used to them. Once they were
gone so suddenly, he always felt that his life lacked something.
“I’ll ask them to give you a video call tonight,” said Dolores.
“Okay. I’ve gotta go now,” said Oscar.
Dolores hummed. After hanging up the phone, she stood there motionlessly for a moment. Oscar didn’t
tell her anything about her father, but after being with Oscar for a long time, more or less, she could feel
what kind of man her father was.
No matter what kind of man he was, she would remember what was mentioned in Jolene’s letter -- he
was a good man.
She adjusted her mood, turned around, and walked to the office door. Raising her hand, she knocked
on the door. A moment later, she was asked to enter.
Dolores straightened her back, pushed the door open, and entered.
Matthew was sitting on the sofa with his back to her, and Declan was sitting opposite him. They didn’t
touch the coffee in front of them. It seemed that they were talking all the time and didn’t stop until she
came in.
Seeing her, Declan looked a bit awkward for a short while. With a smile, he said, “Nice to see you
again.”
Matthew turned around slowly. When seeing Dolores, he slightly frowned. He had never expected that
she would come over. He asked gently, “Why are you here?”
He didn’t hide anything from Declan. Since the latter sent some photos to Dolores, he believed that
Declan must know who she was and her relationship with him.
Dolores walked over and smiled at him. “Can’t I come here to see you?”
As she spoke, she sat down next to Matthew.
Declan licked his lips in interest. “Are you going to do PDA in front of me, an outsider?”
“Is there any outsider here?” asked Dolores with a smile.
Declan burst into laughter. He glanced through Matthew’s face and intentionally tried to embarrass
Matthew. He said deliberately, “Ms. Flores, did you mean you never treat me as an outsider? I do think
we are quite close.”
He wondered if she was still appreciating him for “helping her” in City C last time.
“Oh? I just haven’t noticed you are also here.” Dolores still smiled faintly.
“Ho ho. Ms. Flores, how interesting! I’m sitting here right in front of you. How couldn’t you see me? Am
I not a human?” Declan put away his smile.
Dolores still smiled. “You’ve got that conclusion yourself, Mr. Bailey. I didn’t make any remarks, all
right? Since you’ve admitted that you are not a human, I wouldn’t disagree with you.”
Declan’s expression was stiffened for a moment. Then he put back his smile. “A sharp-tongued woman
isn’t attractive to the man. Be careful. Your man will dump you.”
“Mr. Bailey, please mind your own business.” Dolores slightly twitched her lips. “Last time, when I met
you in City C, I didn’t know you are Mr. Bailey, so I didn’t thank you. I’ve got a gift from you as well. I do
appreciate your hard work.” She looked over at Matthew gently, who was looking at her right now. Their
eyes met. Without any words, they could understand what was in each other’s minds.
With a smile, she asked, “Mr. Bailey has sent us such a big gift, don’t you want to return one for the
appreciation?”
Matthew reached out to toss the hair next to her ear and gently keep them behind it. With a doting
smile, he said, “Of course, I will. Courtesy requires a return of visits received, and so does sending a
gift. I wouldn’t be that impolite.”
Matthew looked over at Declan. “Mr. Bailey, how do you like my gift in return?”
Declan squinted. “It was you who provoked me first.”
“Mr. Bailey, what are you talking about? Didn’t you work with Jeffery Harris to kidnap first? Or, do you
think the Nelson family is a pushover, and anyone in the family could be kidnapped?” Matthew’s voice
went deeper, full of hidden anger.
“Was the woman I kidnapped a member of the Nelson family? Doesn't everyone know Victoria Forbis
used to be the mistress of your father? Mr. Nelson, you don’t like your stepmother, do you? Now, you
are against me because of this unimportant person. What benefits would you have?”
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