Chapter 640: Chapter 640



He smiled, “Don’t worry, I don’t have any greed towards you. If you’re really afraid I’ll bother you again, I’ll leave and you’ll stay here.”

He removed the napkin, put down the knife and fork and stood up, “Sit down and eat. To calm you down and make you eat at ease, I will leave first.”

After he finished saying that, he motioned to Dolores.

Dolores could not say anything, she could only watch.

After he left, she pulled Theresa and told her to sit down.

Even if they had sat down, they couldn’t eat too. He handed her a tissue, “Cry if you want to. Maybe you’ll feel better after that.”

Matthew and Oscar left while Dolores didn’t ask any questions, as she thought it probably seemed inappropriate for them to be there.

In fact, apart from this reason, there was also something Matthew wanted to talk to Oscar about.

Last time Oscar had done him a favor, but they were both busy and didn’t have time to sit down and talk properly.

After this incident, Matthew knew that Dolores’ father was not someone simple in the past, otherwise this relationship would not exist.

Although he did nothing, the clues he provided were really commendable. After all, he couldn’t even give a glimpse of things in the distant past.

“Did it go well?” he asked her.

When he wasn’t smiling unabashedly, he gave an impression of swagger, which was the kind of person that would make children cry when they looked at him.

However, he was an approachable person when he was smiling and not acting serious.

He rarely stopped smiling, as most of the time he would smile and laugh.

Matthew said, “A task force has been set up to investigate. No doubt the case will be strictly investigated, as it has become such an important matter.”

Oscar nodded, “Tell me if you need help.”

In his opinion, Matthew was no stranger since Dolores’ husband would be his brother’s son-in-law.

Matthew didn’t want to bother him too much and that was enough for now.

“I’ll take Theresa first.” Dolores approached.

She couldn’t eat anything here and it wasn’t the right place to sit for long. Since Theresa didn’t want to go back to the villa, Dolores took her outside for a walk.

Matthew told her, “Let me walk with you.”

He was worried about her and feared that she was too tired, as she was pregnant and still had to take care of Theresa.

At this point, Theresa certainly didn’t want too many people around, so she declined, “We’re not going home now, we could walk outside. I’ve booked a room for Uncle at the Narada Hotel. You take him to rest.”

At first I planned to let him live in the villa, but there was no more room, as all the rooms were occupied by the two maids, Jayden Nelson, Victoria Forbis, Theresa and the children. The remaining rooms were the laundry room and study room, but they couldn’t be cleaned, so he booked a nice hotel.

Oscar waved his hand, “Tell me the place, I’ll go myself. I’m not young anymore, no need to take me there and treat me like a child.”

She smiled, “Uncle, you didn’t eat well at noon, order something to eat at the hotel if you’re hungry. I’ll prepare a feast for you tonight.”

“Don’t worry, I can take care of myself, you go take care of Theresa. You do your business. Don’t worry about me.” He seemed to get along anywhere, “Tell me the address of the villa, I’ll come there in the evening.”

His character had always been like that. After Dolores told him the address, he left with Theresa.

As to whether Matthew drove Oscar, or went back to the hotel on his own, she had no idea.

“Let’s go see a movie, shall we?” she said.

Theresa didn’t speak.

She sighed, “I’m pregnant now and can’t have a drink with you. If you’re really upset, I’ll go talk to Armand.”

Theresa shook her head, “No, I don’t regret the decision I made, it just hurts a little to part with him.”

She sighed, “I can understand your feeling, but I don’t know how to comfort you.”

“Walk with me.” He held out his arms to her.

Dolores nodded. It wasn’t so hot walking under the leafy phoenix trees although the weather was hot at noon.

Since she had made the decision, she had enough preparation in her mind and just needed some time to let herself go.

She believed she would be able to endure it as she was able to persevere through the painful moments before, and now she would be able to do it.

Compared to her pain, Armand wasn’t much better.

After leaving the restaurant, he went drinking alone.

He had ordered himself a few bottles of wine. As he often came here, the manager was familiar with him and asked him upon seeing him drinking alone, “Shall I call a woman to accompany you?”

Armand continued pouring wine into the glass, as if he hadn’t heard what the manager was saying.

“It’s very boring to drink alone, I have girls who can drink a lot, it’s better to call one or two to accompany you instead of drinking alone.”

Armand felt him like a fly as he still buzzed in his ears when he was in a bad mood.

“What the hell, are you crazy? I come here to drink and you ask me to find a girl. I have standards, okay? Fuck off, get as far away from me as you can, don’t bother me here.”

Finally, he couldn’t contain himself and cursed at the babbling manager.

“I see you drinking alone and with a bad expression, why don’t you understand my goodwill? You are really ungrateful…”

“What the hell are you talking about, who’s a dog?” Armand glared at him and the veins in his temples bulged, “You’re a dog. Bark so I can hear you.”

The manager gave him an icy stare, “You’ve had too much to drink.”

As he was about to leave after finishing his words, Armand dragged him away, “You want to leave after scolding people? What do you think I am, a coward?”

The manager looked at his hands clutching his clothes and looked back at him, “Don’t make trouble here, otherwise, don’t blame me for not being polite.”

“Heh, how can you be impolite to me?” he was being deliberately unforgiving as he was in a bad mood and was about to choke.

“You want to hit me? Do it if you dare.” Armand grabbed his collar and growled at him.

The smell of alcohol came and the manager frowned, “You better let go, I don’t want to hit you.”

“You hit me if you have the guts to do it. Are you a wimp? Don’t bark like a dog…”

The manager couldn’t take it anymore and called someone: “Take this madman away!”.

“You’re the one who’s crazy!” the drunk roared.

The manager looked at him angrily and squinted: “Do you want to be beaten?”.

Armand nodded, “Yes, I do.”

At that moment, he really wanted to fight someone, as he felt like he was dying.

The manager felt that what he had said was provocative, so he narrowed his eyes and called out to the two security guards, “Hit him!”

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