Chapter 433: Chapter 433



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Even without turning around, Matthew knew who the person was, but had no intention of confronting her.

He quietly placed her in the back seat and then closed the car door, as if he didn’t want Charles White to see her.

She approached Charles, holding the armrests on either side of the wheelchair and looking at him. Charles didn’t move and cocked his head to look at Matthew.

When their gazes met, he seemed to have an invisible sword.

Matthew bit his lips and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the coolness, “Mr. White, save your breath, don’t always think about other people’s…”

As he spoke, his gaze caught a glimpse of Charles’ legs. The meaning was obvious: “My wife doesn’t like you. Don’t bother anymore.”

What Matthew hated most was that Charles still thought about Dolores even though he knew she was married.

Love without remorse?

Was he telling others how infatuated he was?

The more he thought about it, the meaner he became and said mockingly, “Even if she finds another man, Mr. White won’t be qualified.”

Charles gritted his teeth hard to contain the change in the expression on his face.

Her legs were the hardest fact for him to accept.

He raised his lips, “Is Mr. Nelson afraid that you are so bad now?”

Matthew flashed a smile full of deep meaning and ambiguity, “Afraid? Yes, I’m afraid of meeting a dead man.”

Charles struggled to maintain his poise, “I came to find Mr. Nelson today. I know a lot has happened lately, I don’t think you’re easy either, why don’t we work together regardless of past grudges.”

gⱯlnσν𝓮ℓs․𝒸о𝗺 opens doors to wonder Matthew raised his lips and said warningly, “Easy or not, I don’t need your trouble. Stay away from me too.”

When he finished speaking, he straightened his body and as his hands left the armrests, he seemed to apply some force and the wheelchair slid back a few inches.

Charles didn’t change his expression, he looked at Matthew who was walking to the car, “I know Mr. Nelson is a proud person, but this is not the time to worry about this. She is pregnant now and the situation outside is not good for her. Even for her sake, we should bury the hatchet and overcome the current difficulties first.”

“Does Mr. White think this is White City here?” interjected Armand derisively not liking his tone, saying he was doing Dolores a favor.Who was he?

What was his status?

How could he be so brazen?

“I don’t know what Mr. White can give for cooperation.”

Charles ignored Armand, but said in a confident tone, “Not long ago, I happened to see a gynecologist and she told me that Jayden Nelson had taken a woman there thirty years ago to give birth. Maybe this is not unusual, but the strange thing is that she was not a doctor from any big hospital, but just a doctor from a small suburban hospital. Also, this woman was rushed away after giving birth. Aren’t you curious who this woman is? Surely your mother, Jolene Harris, wouldn’t go to a small hospital like that to give birth, would she?”

He knew this was his chance to overthrow Jeffery after something happened to Dolores, but he wasn’t strong enough on his own and he had to pull for Matthew, so he secretly researched what had happened over thirty years ago.

It had been so long and there were only a few clues, but he was lucky.

Without any clues, he could only follow his own speculations and set himself a goal.

It was to find proof that Victoria Forbis had given birth.

If it was proven that she had given birth, the following would come out bit by bit without the need for him to investigate while this matter was being uncovered.

City B was a large city, but there were several hospitals. As long as he ordered his men around, he would manage to find some clues. In fact, the efforts would not be in vain.

If Jeffrey was proven not to be Matthew’s uncle, would Matthew have any scruples about dealing with Jeffery?

If Jeffery was defeated, Dolores’ current situation would be resolved and he could avenge his adoptive father’s death, killing two birds with one stone.

Matthew paused, his body tensed and his face became expressionless.

Dolores had not expected Charles to discover the clues, as he had promised her not to pursue this matter.

She was panicking and her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She rolled down the car window and looked at Matthew, “Come on, I’m tired.”

She glanced at Charles, but quickly averted her gaze.

Armand, who was standing next to the car, didn’t dare interrupt further.What was this situation?

Jayden took a woman to a small suburban hospital to give birth thirty years ago?

“Matthew.” She called softly again.

She turned and looked at Charles without feeling him. In fact, there were a lot of thoughts in her mind.

He had always known that what Dolores had kept from him might be related to him. If it was an assumption before, Charles’ words and her panic were enough to prove that her assumption was correct.

The relationship between Dolores and Jolene thirty years earlier?

It seemed like a tangled mess, but it would be a straight line after it was resolved.

Even though his mind was in a whirl, he still looked expressionless. He walked over to the car and reached through the window to touch her face.

She grabbed his hand and held it tightly, “I’m not feeling well. Let’s go home.”

Her hand was cold and her palm was sweaty. As he feared his body would be affected, he yanked open the door.

She stepped inside to make way for him. Although his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, he showed no expression in front of her. Instead, he touched her belly with concern, “Don’t you feel well here?”.

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