President's Substitute Wife

“Why are you here?”

I immediately got up and helped Sean into the office.

He shut the door when he came in.

I looked up at the closed door and knew that he was going to say what happened.

Even if he didn’t tell me, I would ask him.

I helped Sean to sit on the sofa. He looked at me and said, “you can ask me.”

Sure enough, he knew me.

I sat opposite him and looked at him. I thought and asked, “what happened? What did Cindy do?”

“I’ve had Gary track her since she left last time, including people she’s been in contact with. Sure enough, she deals with gun smugglers and wants to kill people.”

I knew she wanted to kill me.

I looked at Sean, “so what did you do?”

“I gave everything to the police, including information about the smugglers. I made a contribution, so it’s up to me whether Cindy will go to jail.”

Sean spoke with a calm expression.

It seemed that the whole thing was under his control.

I was not surprised.

He seemed to have said almost everything. I heard how he would deal with it, so I didn’t ask him.

But I had another problem.

I leaned against the back of the sofa and said, “but Cindy is the daughter of Lewis Group. She grew up in the upper class. Why does she deal with these people?”

After listening to my question, Sean smiled helplessly, “maybe people will be attracted by things they don’t know and haven’t touched.”

“What?”

“Do you know who the father of Cindy’s child is?”

Sean asked me.

shook my head.

I had never inquired about it.

or

believe it

Cindy’s child’s father was a gangster.

How was

I didn’t speak, but Sean saw I didn’t believe it. He smiled bitterly. “You don’t believe it, do

“She...

I really couldn’t

the mailbox to show me an email he had in

to open the attachment of the email, which

decorations, super shorts, perforated mesh

the arms of

He was smiling in the picture. One corner

around Cindy’s waist and held a cigarette in the other.

were many gangsters around them.

Cindy sitting on the sofa with her legs on the table.

was not a lady but a slut!

I clicked on

his arms. A group of hoodlums shouted, “big

like in a movie.

up at Sean and couldn’t help but wonder. “Cindy’s rebellion came

understand. She didn’t like stereotypes and liked things

She couldn’t tell good from bad.

But Cindy was clearly in her

How could she be addicted to this?

his head. “I don’t know. Maybe she’s been depressed for too long. She’s still

“What?” My

be good in such an

As a mother, I had some sympathy for

Sean nodded. “And this time, her man

“What?” The first thing I thought of was the child. I immediately asked, “what about

was forced to go abroad, and the father of the child was going to jail.

child was handed over to those gangsters, his life would be ruined.

Mothers cared about other people’s children.

his hand and touched my hair. He smiled and said, “well, you’d better protect your own baby. I’ve contacted Nelson. He is

I was