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

I had never

“It’s a gangster, or a gangster leader.”

didn’t believe it when Sean finished.

Cindy’s child’s father

How was that possible?

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

“She... Why...”

I really couldn’t understand.

opened the mailbox to show me an email he had in his collection.

the email, which contained

wearing a black T-shirt with metal decorations, super shorts, perforated mesh socks and

She wore heavy makeup in the

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

He put one hand around Cindy’s waist

many gangsters around them.

sitting on

She was not a

I clicked on the video.

arms. A group of

They were like in

I frowned at all the accessories. I looked 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 like stereotypes

tell good from bad.

clearly in her

How could she be addicted to this?

Sean shook his head. “I don’t know. Maybe she’s been depressed for too long. She’s still connected with this man, and they raise a child together.”

“What?” My eyes widened.

a child be good in such an

mother, I had some

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

was the child. I immediately asked,

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

handed over to those gangsters, his life would

Mothers cared about other

smiled and said, “well, you’d better protect your own

was relieved.