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.

I shook

I had never inquired

“It’s a gangster, or a gangster

didn’t believe it when Sean

Cindy’s child’s father was a gangster.

How was

didn’t believe it. He smiled bitterly. “You don’t believe it, do you? In fact, I didn’t believe it at first, but I found

“She... Why...”

really

Sean took his cell phone out of his pocket and opened the mailbox to show me an email he had in his collection.

clicked to open the attachment of the email, which contained several photos and videos.

T-shirt with metal decorations, super shorts, perforated mesh

wore heavy makeup in the arms of a

picture. One corner of his mouth was raised

one hand around Cindy’s waist and held a cigarette in

There were many gangsters

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

She was not a lady

on the video.

was walking with Cindy in his arms. A group of hoodlums shouted, “big brother, big

were like in

accessories. I looked up at Sean and couldn’t help

she was a teenager, I could understand. She didn’t like stereotypes and liked things that

She couldn’t tell good from bad.

clearly in her twenties!

could she be

don’t know. Maybe she’s been depressed for too long. She’s still connected with this man,

“What?” My eyes widened.

How could a child be good

mother, I had some sympathy for Cindy's child.

time, her man was involved, and he’s now locked up.”

thought of was the child. I immediately asked,

the father of the child was going to jail.

If this child was handed over to those gangsters,

Mothers cared about other people’s children.

Sean raised his hand and touched my hair. He smiled and said, “well, you’d better protect your

I was relieved.