Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 203 I Am Not a Dependent Woman

“You are…”

“Mr. Golden, we are here to learn the method of making tea silk,” Charles spoke first and explained their purpose of visit.

The old looked at the people standing at the entrance. He narrowed his eyes, his wrinkles could be seen. His eyes were deep, he entered the house, “Let’s get in.”

The living room of the wooden house was small, it could not occupy all of the people. The security guards did not enter while they stood outside.

Even then, the house was crowded after they entered.

The design of the house was simple, it was Chinese style, there were eight chairs in the living room. A few drawings were hung on the wall on both sides. There was a newly created rubbish bin made of bamboo. They did not match each other and looked messy. A table was placed in the middle. The old sat on his seat.

He took a cigarette and ignited it, “Who wants to learn it from me?”

Dolores held Samuel’s hand and walked forwards, she said sincerely, “I want to learn the method of making tea silk from you. If you are willing to do so, please be the master of my business. The salary is up to you.”

He smoked vigorously and the white smoke was emitted. The special smell of the cigarette lingered in the small space. The smoke was different from the smell of those cigarettes found in the market. Instead, it was a faint herbal smell.

Matthew frowned slightly. If it were not because of Dolores, he would not come to this kind of place ever.

The old sized up Dolores under the white smoke. Finally, his sight rested on the jade bracelet on her wrist. Then, he glanced at Charles. Charles nodded at him.

He stopped looking at her, “I can teach you but I will not leave here.”

Their interaction was secretive. Although Matthew seemed to not concern about the issue, he noticed it clearly.

He curved his lips slightly.

He wanted to know why Charles coaxed Dolores to come here.

He stayed still.

He seemed like an outsider that never took part in that.

“Can,” Dolores agreed.

“It is painstaking to learn the skill, are you willing to do so?” The old asked.

“You have to take care of the children and take charge of the business. Just let me learn it,

“I know.”

her, she

old ignored Theresa and said clearly, “I will

living room

apprentice?” Armand thought that it was interesting. Why such kind of person existed in this era? It was not in the past which the Kungfu skill would only be passed to one apprentice. He was

selected Dolores. Did he know that Dolores was

did not bother Armand. He just looked at Dolores, “If you want to learn it, you should make me your master. Then, I will teach you

him her master but why did he only select

She was surprised.

uneasy. So, she

voice was heard in the living room. He did not

dust seen in lines. He narrowed his eyes slightly. The old’s

suffering sight. The

distracted their attention

not to trust me. I don’t like to teach people who are insincere, you all can leave now,” The old stood up after saying that, he pushed the door and walked

thought that the person who excelled in the ancient skill would

about the pattern of

it was useful for her

have to plan for the future of her children like what she did in the past. However, it was her business. She would not give up her dream

so that she was eligible to be the woman by his side. She did not want to be the woman that depended

never show off because of his background. She would not depend on him even though she had given

She would never be like her mother that married a man and lost herself,

the painful memory etch in her mind even

willing to make

turned to

sure,” she did not bother

was her matter, she had the right to

“You will have to stay here for half a

had to stay there for half a month, it was because she

it if you are hesitant. I will not force you as it is a painstaking lesson. No

obviously. He thought that she wanted to learn how to make the material but she did not want to

why

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