Dolores Flores blushed as she inexplicably heard something charming. She deliberately changed the subject, âAre we going to take them both?â.
âMhm.â
âThen Iâll go change their clothes,â Dolores turned and went downstairs. It was as if she was running away from him.
After changing the childrenâs clothes, Dolores tied up Simona Floresâ hair. The girlâs hair was a little wavy. If she didnât tie it up, it would frizz. After tying it in a ponytail, she looked prettier with a full forehead. Her little face was extremely sophisticated. She looked more like Matthew Nelson now that she had grown up.
Mâáµ£â ᵤâdââââ áµ¢â gââââáµ¥âââ.ð¸ââ The contours of her little face were extremely clear and crisp.
After tying her daughterâs hair, Dolores let her put on a quilted cotton Chinese jacket. Victoria Forbis prepared it for her for the new year. The red color looked extremely festive. The combination of Chinese and modern craftsmanship was unique. Chinese knot buttons slanted along the placket, and from the first Chinese knot button hung a flawless round white jade pendant. A Chinese knot with tassels was wrapped around the center. It looked extremely exquisite.
Simona looked like a doll after putting it on. Her skin was like porcelain, and her eyes were large, bright and vivid.
Samuel Floresâ clothes were also prepared by Victoria. However, they were the exact opposite of Simonaâs. His clothes had elements of fashion for a gentleman.
He wore a beige wool sweater with a white shirt inside. He also wore a small suit and pants with a dark coat on the outside. He looked like a gentleman from the west.
âWhere are we going, Mom?â Samuel stood in front of the mirror to see what else was wrong with him.
âWeâre probably going to meet someone,â Dolores wasnât sure he was taking her to see Jeffery Harris either since Matthew didnât say anything to her.
Samuel blinked and looked at Dolores, âMom.â
âHmm?â
Dolores lifted her daughter off the bed. She was already wearing her leggings, so all she had to do was put her shoes on later.
âIs Grandma coming to celebrate New Yearâs with us this year?â asked Samuel.
He grew up in an environment where Jessica Lennon and Dolores were the only ones at home since he was a child. It had been a long time since he had seen Jessica, so he missed her a bit.
âYes, Mom, what about Grandma?â Simona reached beside Doloresâ legs and tugged at the edge of her shirt.
Dolores felt annoyed every time she thought of Jessica. So far, she still didnât understand why Jessica was doing that.
âIâm afraid you wonât have time to celebrate the New Year with us,â Dolores took the two childrenâs hands and said deliberately, âCome on, go put on your shoes.â
I didnât know how to tell the children about Jessicaâs situation. She could only avoid it, as she was unwilling to face it.
Matthew came out of the study room with a suit and a coat over his arm. It looked like he had already spoken to Jayden Nelson.
âAre we leaving now?â asked Dolores.
Matthew lowered his head to look at the time and grunted weakly in agreement.
âThen Iâll go put your shoes on,â Dolores grabbed the two boys and headed down the driveway to help them put on their shoes.
Matthew put on his coat and grabbed Doloresâ down from the coat rack. He waited for her to finish helping the children put on their shoes and motioned for her to put it on.
Dolores tucked her arms into the sleeves. Matthew helped her zipper it up and put the collar on. When he saw the bracelet on her wrist, he reminded her, âDonât let it show when you take off your coat.â
Jeffery wasnât very nice to Victoria. If she wasnât protected by Jayden, no one would know how hard Jeffery would make things for her.
Although he wasnât sure Jeffery knew this was Victoriaâs, he shouldnât let Jeffery see it to keep Dolores from giving him a bad impression.
Although the two families rarely got in touch after Jolene Harrisâs death, the Harris Family was good to him after all.
So he didnât want Dolores and the Harris Family to be unhappy just because of the Victoria affair.
Dolores rolled down her shirt sleeves and pretended to ask nonchalantly, âYour relationship isnât good with the Forbis Family?â
Matthew was silent for a moment, but in the end continued to say nothing.
However, Dolores noticed. They must not have had a good relationship, otherwise Matthew would not remind her of such a small thing.
She took a deep breath. She felt a little uncomfortable inside.
It was cold outside. Matthew took Simona in his arms and squeezed her head under his coat to keep the cold wind from hitting her face.
The driver opened the car door and Matthew put the little girl inside the car. Samuel didnât want to be held, so he went inside by himself. The inside of the car was very spacious. It didnât seem crowded even when they were seated.
The driver reversed out of the garage and onto the road.
A strong gust of wind blew outside. Even the winter sun couldnât beat the cold northwest wind.
After more than forty minutes, the car finally parked in front of an old house.
The driver got out to open the car door. Matthew got out of the car first and picked up his daughter, then Dolores and Samuel followed.
They could see a clear and complete view of the house as they stood in front of it. Although they could see that it had been renovated before, they could still feel that this house was already a few years old. However, when they entered a while ago, they noticed that there were soldiers guarding the entrances and exits.
The house might be old, but the people who could live here were of high standing.
Jeffery could not live here because of his rank. This house was distributed by the chiefs during the Terrell Harris era. Jeffery took it over after his death. Although his rank was not as high as Terrellâs, his rank now was not low either. Besides, it was an old house from his fatherâs generation, so the bosses did not ask him to move.
Although it was not as flourishing as the high-rise buildings here, the people who could live here had high status.
The driver went ahead to ring the doorbell, and someone came quickly to open the door.
A woman who didnât look very young, with her hair tied at the nape of her neck and an apron around her waist, looked Matthew and his companions from head to toe as soon as she saw them. Then he smiled and said, âCome in. Quick, itâs cold outside.â
Matthew nodded slightly. He held his daughter in his arms with one hand and Dolores with the other. He was afraid she would feel repressed and uncomfortable coming here.
Dolores turned her head and looked at him. Then she looked away in silence.
The woman smiled as she spoke, âYour uncle told me he was coming, so he asked me to go shopping early in the morning. Heâs been sitting on the couch waiting for you for a long time now.â
Matthew apologized politely for disturbing them.
That was just the way he was. In fact, he had a good relationship with them here. He just wasnât a warm and friendly person.
This woman was also used to it by now. She continued eagerly, âItâs the two children, isnât it?â
Matthew nodded in agreement.
After Mrs. Harris looked at Samuel, she looked at Matthew. It seemed to her that he was a complete carbon copy of his father. They looked too much alike.
Actually, they didnât look that much alike before, but they became more alike as they got older. Even Simona looked more like him too.
âHe looks so handsome. Heâs a really adorable little boy,â Mrs. Harris smiled, âAh, look, you already have children. Noah only knows how to play all day, though. His uncle was very worried about him.â
âIsnât he coming back this new year?â asked Matthew subtly.
Noah Harris was Jefferyâs only son. He had been extremely rebellious since childhood. If Jeffery asked him to beat the dog, he would undoubtedly go catch the chicken. If he asked him to go south, he would definitely go north. He was extremely rebellious.
At first, Jeffery wanted him to serve as a soldier and be his successor, but he didnât want to. He applied to a foreign university and dropped out. However, he could not even apply his major, as he became a celebrity idol.
Jeffery despised celebrities. It seemed to him that celebrities were almost like clowns back then. However, his son deliberately wanted to do the exact opposite. The more he disliked something, the more he did it.
Now he was doing quite well and was quite popular. However, since he had changed his stage name and Jeffery wouldnât let those who knew about it tell anyone, hardly anyone on the outside knew that his son was a celebrity.
Once they entered the house, Mrs. Harris closed the door to let the cold wind outside. Inside the house it was warmer.
Dolores looked inside the house and saw a man sitting on the couch. The newspaper in his hand covered him from all eyes.
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