“Something stalled me.” Dolores explained.
“Contact me by phone.” Terry made a gesture towards Dolores, which meant calling someone by phone, “If you need to use a car, you can call me too.”
Maybe it was because they had a common enemy now, two of them grew closer.
Dolores nodded.
“Okay. Go ahead and take care of your thing now. I need to work too.” Terry waived his hand and drove the car away.
If he didn’t work, he couldn’t make his ends meet.
“Lola, who is he?” Theresa asked in curiosity.
She was curious about how could Lola make a friend when taking a taxi.
Dolores didn’t want to explain more on this thing, so she smiled lightly, “You are in such a rush. Who came looking for me?”
Theresa patted her head, “I almost forgot about it.” She dragged Dolores, “I have her wait in your office. It is a mess here. Only your office is in better shape.”
Or there would be no place here that could entertain a guest.
Dolores was curious about who came looking for her.
“Who is it? Man or women?” She didn’t have any friend in this country other than Sampson.
“A lady. She claimed to be Mrs. Nelson. She looked beautiful and elegant too.” Theresa peeked at Dolores’ face in secrecy.
Her ex-husband was Matthew Nelson.
Was this Mrs. Nelson her ex-mother-in-law?
Dolores frowned. Mrs. Nelson?
When she and Matthew got married, there was neither a wedding nor a ceremony. She didn’t even meet Matthew’s family.
Mrs. Nelson?
But according to her knowledge, Mrs. Nelson died a long time ago. Was it...Dolores seemed to have figure it out.
Coral said before that Matthew’s father remarried not long after his mother passed away.
Only she could claim to be Mrs. Nelson.
But what did she want from her?
Dolores was full of confusion.
“She was in here. Call me whenever you need me.” Theresa took Dolores to the door of her office and didn’t plan to go in.
Dolores nodded. After Theresa left, she opened the door.
Though the office was cleaned and rearranged, there was only a desk, a sofa and a tea table. The floor was swept. The whole office looked empty. And tea or water was not available too.
A woman in an elegant outfit stood in front of the French window. Dolores didn’t see her face and only saw that her body was kept in good shape. Her long hair was combed into a bun.
The woman heard something and looked back to see Dolores standing at the door. She asked tentatively, “Are you Dolores?”
When the woman turned around, Dolores saw her face. Though that woman had endured the passage of time, Dolores could still see how pretty and outstanding she looked.
That woman crossed her hands above her abdomen. She was wearing an Omega wristwatch. A black shoulder bag was hanging from her arm. She was wearing a plaid dress and a pair of black high-heeled shoes.
There was no extra jewelry or accessories. Her outfit was simple, but she was giving out the beauty of elegance and wisdom.
“Yes, I am.” Dolores walked in, “What do you want from me? I am not close to you.”
Victoria smiled lightly, “When you married Matthew, we were supposed to meet each other, but...” Because things weren’t going well between Matthew and them, Matthew was reluctant to bring Dolores home.
After they got the marriage certificate, Jayden called Matthew and asked him to bring Dolores home. But the request was rejected.
It was Matthew’s own decision when they got divorced too. They knew about the divorce after it happened.
Dolores understood and smiled, “I know.”
After all, their marriage was a business deal. It was normal that Matthew didn’t introduce her to his families.
“Please have a seat.” Dolores reached her hand to show Victoria to the Sofa.
Victoria nodded and sat on the sofa.
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