With a second thought, Dolores believed it was reasonable - Maria wasn’t young. Since she wouldn’t marry Matthew, there should be other men. The marriages in such rich or noble families were always connected to interests. Probably she would have another marriage for convenience with another famous family.
With that thought, she didn’t feel weird that Maria had bought the wedding dress.
“Lola.” Mrs. William walked over.
Dolores put away the thoughts in her mind, looking at Mrs. William. “Yes, Mrs. William?”
The lady pulled her hand. “I’m going home now. Please take care of this branch. LEO Corporation is my work for a lifetime. Please try your best to guard this brand for me.”
“I know.” Dolores knew the importance of LEO Corporation to Mrs. William. “I’ll treat it as my lifetime career, protecting and defending it.”
“I trust you.” Mrs. William hugged her and gave her a cheek kissing. “Take care of yourself.”
“Can’t you stay here a bit longer?” Dolores tried to make her stay.
For this lady, Dolores didn’t only take her as her boss, but also a family for whom she had gratitude for receiving her help and encouragement.
“I still have something to deal with back home, and I’ve been staying here long enough. It’s time for me to go back.”
“I’ll give you a ride,” Dolores asked Theresa to give her the car key.
Mrs. William laughed. “How could you drive in a dress?”
Dolores lowered her head and took a glance at her dress. She laughed. Reaching out, she lifted the hemline of the dress and tied a knot in front, and her straight legs were exposed. “I can drive in this way now.”
Mrs. William still laughed, rubbing her hair lovingly.
Dolores walked out of the store with Mrs. William. Theresa and Allison walked them to the door. Dolores looked back. “I’ll drive Mrs. William to the airport and ensure she’ll board the plane safely. Please take care of the rest matters here. Thanks.”
“Sure. No worries.” Allison gave her an OK gesture and waved at her.
After seeing Mrs. William off, Dolores went back to the store. Everything was well-arranged by Theresa and Allison. On the sofa in the reception lounge, a man was sitting.
Seeing Dolores walk in, Terry stood up. He complained, “Lola, we’re friends now, aren’t we? Why didn’t you invite me over for the opening ceremony of your store today? Although I’m not wealthy, I can come here to support you, can I?”
“I didn’t mean to do it. I’ve forgotten, really,” Dolores answered apologetically.
Terry knew that she was not that kind of snob woman, so he didn’t take it seriously. The purpose why he came over wasn’t to question her but for the matter of the cassation. Matthew asked him to delay it, and he didn’t understand, so he came over to ask her.
“About the car accident, what are you thinking about now? Aren’t you in a hurry? Why is it delayed? Don’t you know the longer it has been the less beneficial was for the case?”
Since the last time when Matthew asked her to leave the case to him, she hadn’t asked. If it weren’t that Terry asked, she had almost forgotten about it.
She sat down on the sofa, rubbing between her eyebrows, having a migraine.
“Are you not feeling well?” Terry asked with concern, “I shouldn’t have asked you, should I?”
“Not really.” Dolores shook her head. “I’ll ask him what’s going on when seeing him tonight. I will ask him why it’s delayed.”
“Sure.” Terry could tell that Dolores was in a bad mood. “I’ve got to go now. Call me if you have any news.”
“All right.”
After Terry was gone, Dolores and Theresa started to sort out the orders received today. Since they were not running a clothing shop, which depended on the sales of the orders, they would design and made the clothes for the customers upon their requests.
Certainly, the cost here was far higher than that of an ordinary clothing shop.
Ordinary people couldn’t afford their clothes.
Since Theresa needed opportunities, Dolores gave one of the orders to her.
She gave the other one to Allison.
Allison refused. “The customer appointed you as the designer purposely. I don’t think I should take it over. Besides, I don’t need this order to present my capability.”
Looking up, she said proudly, “I’m quite famous already. I don’t need an offered opportunity.”
Theresa kept silent because she did need such a chance.
She loved to design.
“Okay. I’ll give both orders to Theresa, then.” Dolores passed the customers’ information to Theresa. “Work hard.”
“But-” Theresa didn’t think it was appropriate in this way. She couldn’t occupy both of them. After all, Dolores had provided her with a lot of chances.
“Don’t hesitate. I’ll show the design drafts to the customers first. If they are happy with them, I’ll tell them that they are designed by you. Since they’ve already approved, they wouldn’t object.” Dolores had already thought about how to introduce Theresa’s work to the customers.
“But...”
She couldn’t help wondering who had sent her the photo.
The messaged showed that the person who sent her such things was quite clear about things that happened back then.
And the person should know her well, too, which made her so uneasy.
She pulled out the phone and entered: “Who are you? Why did you send me the message?”
After that, she stared at the text box instead of sending it out.
She knew it clearly that the person was luring her using this matter. However, she was not sure about the purpose of that person.
Right then, her cell phone started ringing, interrupting her thoughts. The caller ID replaced the message window.
It was a call from Matthew.
Dolores looked out, only to find that it was already dark outside. She swiped to answer the phone. Soon she heard a man’s deep voice from the other end of the line. “I’m outside the store.”
“I got it.”
Dolores stood up and patted her cheeks gently to cheer herself up. Then she turned off the light and closed the door for the store. As soon as she turned around, she saw the car parked on the roadside.
It was completely dark. The neon lights were on along the long street. Matthew had taken off his suit jacket. In a shirt, he was leaning against his car and looking at the cell phone.
He received a message from Boyce. He had found the cause of Beulah’s death, which was a suicide truly.
As soon as Boyce’s men took her back, she was locked up. She hadn’t got in touch with anyone and there was no communication tool on her. Her death approved that what had happened was planned.
But he couldn’t understand why Beulah would have committed suicide.
“There must be someone behind this.”
Boyce sent Matthew another message.
“What are you reading?” Dolores walked over.
“Nothing.” Matthew put away his phone. It wasn’t until then did he find that the hemline of her dress was tied into a knot on her thigh. Her fair, straight, and slim legs were exposed. His eyes slightly moved a bit, wondering what kind of look was this.
Who did she show her legs to?
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