Chapter 712: Chapter 712



However, Amanda, who was excited, was completely unaware that she had been hated by anyone.

For the moment, she was still immersed in happiness.

Today the students were staying at the school to familiarize themselves with the surroundings and the parents could drop their children off, but many of them did not dare to go out.

They were afraid that the children would not be used to staying there on the first day as they were spoiled, so the parents watched from afar through the big iron gate.

Dolores was also among them. Time seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye, as if the children were just babies a second before and now they had entered elementary school.

Matthew came to her side, put his arm around her shoulders and said, “Come on, they have to grow up themselves.” She understood and nodded.

They didn’t go home because he said he had to take care of some work business and asked her to wait for him in the car. In fact, he was going to pick up Mr.

Thompson. He didn’t want Dolores to be there, so he lied.

She held her chin and watched the comings and goings of people on the roadside. Probably because she had been sitting in the car for so long and the air conditioning was leaving her mouth dry, so she asked the driver to buy her a bottle of water.

“No ice.”

“Yes,” the driver said and pushed the door open to get out of the car.

Then he held his chin and kept circling people through the window. Suddenly he saw a familiar figure in the rearview mirror, rolled down the window glass and looked back. Soon she saw clearly who the person was.

Meanwhile, she was confused and thought, “Why was Abbott Baron here, was he here for work?”.

As she was about to push the car door and get out, she saw a woman coming behind him. Dolores had seen that woman earlier who had said unexplainable things to him that day at the hospital.

Matthew had told her that she was Declan Bailey’s sixth sister.

How could she and Abbott be together?

She quickly closed the door and looked at them in the rearview mirror and wanted to find out their exact relationship.

Abbott was impatient and was almost going crazy over this woman, Emma Bailey, as she was blocking him in the office and where she lived.

He was dreading going to the office or even going home now.

“I mean, Miss Bailey, what exactly do you want?” he looked at Emma angrily and felt bored and grumpy, “I’ve already given up, I have nothing, why do you keep bothering me?”.

After recovering for a moment, he quickly replied, “By the way, you still have my clues in your hands. I’ve made it very clear, you can give them to whomever you want, I don’t care.”

He patted her cheek, “Isn’t it just a face? Here you go.”

Emma realized she had miscalculated, for the people around Matthew who were difficult to handle were not only Armand Bernie and Boyce Shawn, but also Abbott, who was fearless.

He gritted his teeth: “Abbott, won’t you help me?”.

“Don’t expect me to help you!” he said decisively.

She clenched her hands, “Well, since you won’t let me have a good time, I won’t make it easy for you either!”.

He scoffed, “When have you ever made things easy for me?”.

“Abbott!” he raged, seeing that he was so stubborn.

He was even stupid enough to quit his job, was he crazy?

She couldn’t understand Abbott, but she knew that those clues in his hands couldn’t threaten him since nothing could make him afraid since he didn’t even consider his future.

She thought, “Obviously the hard tactic doesn’t work, maybe I can try the soft method.” Suddenly her look changed, she calmed her tone and asked pleasantly, “Abbott, how old are you?”.

He noticed her change of expression and took a step back, as he sensed she was trying to set him up and hurt him again.

“Why are you asking me my age?”

She smiled, “Thirty, I think.”

“It’s none of your business how old I am,” he expressed directly.

She didn’t get angry, but smiled more radiantly, “Do you want to be a father?”

He paused for a moment and asked, “What, what do you mean?”. Now he was the one who looked uneasy.

He looked down and touched his stomach, “Literally? Why can’t you understand these simple words?”

“Pff, are you saying you’re carrying my baby?” he said. She paused for a moment, “Do you think I’d believe that?”.

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