Matthew Nelson spoke when the call connected, he wanted him to forward all researched information
on the crimes Declan Bailey had committed.
Boyce Shawn heeded, “Understood.”
He left everything at home instead of the bureau to ensure that nobody would find out about it, it was
safer that way.
He hung up after ending the conversation and looked at Wendy, “I still have some errands to run, you
can head home first.”
Wendy said, “Alright then.”
She got in her car and fastened her seatbelt, then winded down her window and assured Boyce,
“About that issue, my father will do everything he can to help you, and I really trust you.”
Boyce did not intend to bother Officer Miller with his problems, and he wasn’t used to Wendy’s sudden
wave of enthusiasm.
Out of politeness, he thanked her.
After all, someone cared for him.
He waited for Wendy to drive off, then flagged for a taxi at the side of the road to get a ride home.
After he retrieved the important documents from his place, he gave Matthew a call to know where he
was so that he could send them over to him, but Matthew advised him to mail the documents via
internet instead.
Without a question, Boyce had forwarded every detail he possessed about the matter to him.
The next two days passed by peacefully with no sudden movements. Boyce wasn’t allowed to work
either as he was being investigated.
Matthew hadn’t returned to the villa for the past two days as well, even Dolores Flores was clueless on
what he was busy with. He only called to tell her that he had some matters to settle and won’t be back
for two nights, this made her worried.
Even though the days that passed seemed serene, there were some other things that happened.
Jayden Nelson and Kevin Forbis arrived back in City B, Theresa Gordon’s wound had healed much
better and she could walk on her feet again. She was anxious to travel back to city C, but only when
Jayden and Kevin returned did she learn that Dolores and Matthew were going to get married.
She decided to stay behind for a little longer, until Dolores’ and Matthew’s wedding was over.
“What will you be wearing?” Theresa asked.
Dolores froze for a moment, she was slow to what Theresa had asked her, “What do you mean by
that?”
“Your wedding, are you going to be in a wedding gown, or will you wear a Chinese-style dress?”
Theresa curled up in the sofa and gnawed an apple.
Suddenly Dolores answered, “I don’t know, he’s arranging everything.”
Theresa was speechless.
“Aren’t you looking forward to your own wedding?” Theresa expressed her confusion. Wasn’t it every
woman’s dream to have a romantic and memorable wedding of their own?
Why did she not seem excited at all?
It’s not that Dolores was unhappy or disliked getting married. As a matter of fact, because she went
through so much, everything had already quiet down for her.
“If this was seven years ago, I would be so excited that I wouldn’t get a wink of sleep. Marriage is a
huge deal for a woman, but see, me and him have already been living like a married couple all these
years. Marriage now is just for show and to announce our relationship to the outside world,” said
Dolores.
Theresa gave it more thought and realized where she was coming from. Dolores and Matthew were
already spending their lives together like a married couple, not to mention they were also a father and
mother of two children. Theresa gazed at her baby bump and touched it, “The two of you really
resemble an old couple, you’re already on your third child.”
“Why didn’t he ask me to design your wedding wardrobe, does he not think highly of me? Are my
designs poor to him?” Theresa had wanted to be Dolores’ designer.
Dolores looked at her, “I guess he didn’t want to trouble you, and you’re still wounded. I told him to take
full responsibility of this.”
"Alright." Theresa glanced at the time, “Why haven't the two kids come back yet?”
After Jayden and Kevin rested for a day from when they came home, they took the two children for a
day out today. It was noon when they left, and now night had almost come.
“Will they be back for dinner? It's almost six o'clock,” Theresa asked.
Dolores was none the wiser, they didn’t leave her a note on whether they will be back in time for dinner.
“Your husband hasn't returned home for two days. Did something happen?” Theresa asked again.
Dolores didn't think too much about this because she knew very well that even if something happened,
she wouldn’t be of much help. All she could do was to take good care of the family so that there was no
need for him to worry. That was why she chose not to pursue the issue any further.
In fact, even if she didn’t ask, she could predict that it had something to do with Declan Bailey. After all,
this was the only matter that had not been completely resolved.
What she didn't expect was that Declan would frame Boyce, and he was under investigation.
That evening, the two children only came home after they had dinner, Matthew didn't return either. Only
Dolores and Theresa had their meal together.
Theresa uttered, “Usually the two kids would be at home. It feels so quiet without them around.”
Dolores also felt that this villa was huge, but it became fully occupied now that Jayden and Kevin were
home. The two children had moved to their rooms upstairs, so they were given the vacant bedrooms
downstairs to stay in.
Jayden and Kevin initially planned to move back into the old house, but Dolores was afraid that Jayden
would be affected by Victoria Forbis’ presence. In the end, she had let them live in the villa. With the
frequent company of the children, the two elderly would feel less lonely.
“Have you called Uncle?” Theresa ate a braised eggplant.
It was Dolores’ wedding, and Oscar Adams should be notified about this.
Dolores spoke, “I’ll call after dinner.”
Ever since a caretaker was hired, housework became much more manageable. The two children had
grown up as well, there was no need for Dolores to bathe them and help them with other things
anymore. Even though she was more relaxed now, but she felt more tired as the days went by.
Perhaps it was due to the growing months of her pregnancy.
After she showered, she laid on the bed and tried to called Oscar, but it didn’t get through to him.
She waited awhile before she rang him up again, but the line remained busy, and the call couldn’t
connect.
She frowned and wondered why the call wasn’t answered, then she put down her phone and planned
to call again tomorrow. It was possible that he had a bad signal in his area today.
She slept later during the two nights Matthew wasn’t around, she couldn’t get used to not having
someone beside her.
Although she didn’t want to be a bother to him, Dolores couldn’t help but worry for his safety. She was
afraid that he had met with some danger at his job.
No matter how long she laid in bed, she just couldn’t fall asleep. She really wanted to give him a call
but hesitated in the end as she didn’t want to disturb him.
She rolled in bed until the late hours, when she eventually fell asleep, and woke up really early in the
morning.
However, the day that had just dawned wasn’t a normal one.
Something big happened in City B.
Many had gathered at the entrance of the city hall. Those people did not come from City B, but they
were rural people who arrived from the mountainous areas.
The elderly people and mostly women were demanding an explanation from the Government and even
held up banners.
It didn’t seem like an incident that would just happen overnight, someone must’ve planned for this
demonstration. These group of people tip toed their way into City B and assembled in front of the City
Hall, even the media only reported such a happening when they learnt about this at first hand.
A major media channel conducted a live interview at the scene, and a female reporter held a
microphone in her hand while she interviewed someone.
“Excuse me, where are you from and why are you causing trouble here?”
The interviewee was a middle-aged woman in her forties. The woman was thin and had a dark skin,
two children stood beside her. The woman spoke with a strong local accent, "We are not making any
trouble."
The reporter asked, "Then what are you doing here?"
The middle-aged woman explained, “We just want an explanation.”
The reporter questioned again, “What explanation are you seeking for?”
The middle-aged woman replied, “I am from X province，N county, and my husband was an ordinary
bricklayer. He was killed by a construction collapse fifteen years ago.”
The reporter had a puzzled expression, “An accident that happened fifteen years ago should have
been resolved by the party who was responsible for the matter exactly fifteen years earlier, why have
you come here?”
“It is because this was settled fifteen years ago.” this time the child who was who stood next to the
middle-aged woman answered. She looked like a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old. She was only one or
two years old when her father died, “The reason why we’re here is to report a senior officer who visited
N county fifteen years ago to the Government.”
The reporter handed the microphone to the girl who was talking, “What on earth is going on, can you
tell us why you want to report this officer?”
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