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 my head.

I had never inquired about

gangster, or

I didn’t believe it when Sean finished.

father was a

How was

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

“She... Why...”

I really couldn’t understand.

cell phone out of his pocket and opened the mailbox to show me an email

open the attachment of the email, which contained several photos and

Cindy was wearing a black T-shirt with metal decorations,

makeup in the

That man looked bad. He was smiling in the picture. One corner of

put one hand around Cindy’s waist and

There were many gangsters

I went on to see a picture of Cindy sitting on the sofa with her legs on the table.

She was not a lady but a slut!

I clicked on the video.

The man was walking with Cindy in his arms.

They were like in a movie.

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

If she was a teenager, I could understand. She didn’t

tell good from bad.

Cindy was clearly in her twenties!

she be addicted to

know. Maybe she’s been depressed for too long. She’s still

“What?” My eyes

How could a child be good in such

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

Sean nodded. “And this time, her man was involved, and

of was the child. I immediately asked, “what

go abroad, and the father of the child was going

this child was handed over to those

cared about other

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

was relieved.