Chapter 198 Cunning

Matthew looked over to Dolores, who was sitting on the couch holding her daughter, then gently tucked
the hair hanging in her ear behind her ear, "No one can hurt my woman, much less bully and insult
her."

He raised his eyes, and a smile showed on his calm and serious face, "But because you saved my
wife's life, I will not pursue the matter this time. Consider it as a favor I returned to you for saving my
wife."

After that, he bent down and picked up their daughter in Dolores' arms and said, "Let's go."

Dolores took a deep breath. She hadn't expected things to come to this.

"Wait."

Charles called out to Matthew.

The usual smile on his face disappeared, "Mr. Nelson, you are so tactful. With such a small matter, you
deliberately make a big deal, then you pay me back the favor for saving ..." Speaking of Dolores, he
paused for a moment, "Your wife."

Matthew did not deny Charles' words. Because from the time he heard the waitress keep emphasizing
that they had Mr. White behind them, he decided in his mind that Mr. White was Charles.

That was why he deliberately made a big deal of it. When Charles came, he gave him the favor of not
pursuing the matter and returned him the favor of saving Dolores.

He didn't want Charles to hold on to this favor and hang out in front of Dolores.

Matthew straightened his daughter's somewhat wrinkled collar and looked at her with a gentle smile.
But it was to Charles that he said, "Mr. White, thank you. It's just that your people are so ineffective that



they gave me the opportunity."

Charles' fingers on the armrest clenched. He had to take it. It was true that there was someone who
was taking advantage of his power and bullying others.

He could not say anything to refute.

He looked to Dolores, "I'm sorry for what happened today." As he spoke, he looked Dolores up and
down. He knew what she came to the mall for, "I own the mall. If you need anything, just pick it up
today, and all the charges are on me. It's my way of making up for the trouble I caused you."

"Mr. White, that is very kind of you. My wife is not in the habit of spending other people's money."
Without waiting for Dolores to say anything, Matthew took the initiative to say no.

Dolores looked up at Matthew's handsome face. She really didn't expect him to think of this, and she
thought at the time that he was just trying to give Samuel a lesson. This man's treachery and
sophistication was something she never expected.

Dolores put on a polite smile, "Thank you, but there is no need."

Charles also smiled, “Well, in the future, if you need me for anything here, just ask. I'm afraid we'll have
to meet with the master a little later."

Dolores probably understood that he had to deal with things here, so she said, "If you are free
tomorrow, then we'll go tomorrow."

Charles pondered for a moment and responded, "Okay, I'll pick you up at the hotel then."

"Okay." Dolores took her son.



They didn't go back immediately. This time, Matthew followed Dolores every step of the way, fearing
that she would be bullied by others again.

Dolores grumbled, "You're making me look like some rare animal by following me around like this."

What kind of woman would go shopping with her husband and children and a group of bodyguards?

Whether it was people shopping, or people passing by, they would give her two more looks, which
made her very uncomfortable.

Matthew said seriously, "I'm worried about you being alone. What if you get bullied again?"

"I'm not a kid ..."

"You just didn't fix it."

Dolores was speechless.

She couldn't even refute him.

Compared to their relaxation, Charles was annoyed by this unexpected trouble.

Lacey kept saying she was sorry, but that was not what Charles wanted.

The waitress was stopped inside the store by Tom. She stood by the door and shrank inward, trying to
reduce her presence, and hoping that Lacey would plead for her.

"Cousin ..."

"I'm not your cousin!" Lacey got anxious by her cry. She was adopted, and her adoptive parents did not
treat her well. Of course, she was not her real cousin either.



But her cousin's mother was quite kind. Once she was scolded by her adoptive parents and locked out
of food, it was her cousin's mother who took her in and gave her food.

Lacey remembered her mother's kindness, so she let her come to the store to help when she didn't
have a job. She just didn't expect her to not only steal money from the store, but also threaten
customers to buy clothes like this.

No wonder she felt that business in the store was getting worse lately.

It turned out that it was all because of her and the store's reputation was ruined.

"I was wrong. Lacey, I know I'm wrong. Please plead with Mr. White for me." If Tom hadn't stopped her,
she would have pounced on her.

"You have to bear the consequences of what you do yourself. I can't save you either." She could see
that Charles was angry. Although he always had that smile on his face, she knew that at the moment
he was angry.

He was like that when he was a child, and never showed his joy or anger on his face. He was always
smiling and even the dean liked him.

Who would like a kid with a bitter, unpleasant face all day?

That was why he was chosen by Nathan in the first place.

"Tom, I don't want to see this woman ever again," Charles spoke soberly.

"Okay." Tom held both of her arms down and prepared to pull her away.

The waitress panicked, "Lacey, don't you forget that when you were beaten by your parents and locked
out of the door without giving you a meal, who took you in and fed you? It was my mother ..."



"Enough!" Lacey interrupted her in a stern voice, “I returned these favors long ago!"

After she grew up and was able to support herself, she often gave them money and even gave her a
job. And how did she do it?

She made her lose face in front of Charles.

Charles waved his hand, indicating that he did not want to see this woman again. Tom understood and
then pulled the waitress out of the mall, despite that she was crying.

Her voice was quickly isolated and the store immediately fell silent.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know it was because of her, and I called you here ..."

"What are you going to do here?" Charles interrupted her. At this point, it made no difference to the
matter even if she apologized, it would only hurt their relationships.

After all, they had known each other since they were children, had seen each other's distress, and had
lived together in an orphanage for several years. They had a bit of affection for each other, anyway.

"I've already bothered you. I got this place into this state by trusting others too easily." Lacey sighed,
"You've already helped me a lot. If you were not willing to give me this store, the head office would not
have let me open a store here. If the head office knew that I had made this store look like this, I'm
afraid they would have to ask me for compensation. I think it's better to use the excuse that the
consumption level here is not going up and close the store."

"Have you thought it over?" Charles asked indifferently.

Lacey nodded, "I've thought it over."

"Since you have thought it over, I won't persuade you. Here ..."



"I can clean it up." Lacey did not want to trouble him too much.

"Okay." Charles didn't say much. After all, they were all adults, and each had his or her own thoughts
and ideas.

"I'll walk you out." Lacey offered.

Charles didn't refuse either. There was a small step in front of the store, and he had to have help to get
down.

"Is it really incurable?" Lacey looked down at him with unspeakable feelings hidden under her eyes. It
was harder for her to see him in a wheelchair than it was for Charles himself.

When he was adopted, his legs were sound and now he was in a wheelchair. This must have been
caused later.

Charles's eyes half narrowed as he thought back to the old days ...

He used to be able to walk. It was because of an accident.

At that time, he accompanied Nathan to inspect the factory, but there was a fire that caused an
explosion. He got his leg blown up trying to save Nathan, and that was why he was in a wheelchair.

"It's hard." There was no change on Charles' face, but his heart was in turmoil. After all, no one would
like to be a cripple and not even be able to take care of themselves.

"You know the one who just ..."

"Lacey, I don't like people asking me about my personal matters."

Charles interrupted her.



He knew Lacey was trying to ask him about Dolores.

"I'm sorry."

"You don't always have to say that." Charles looked calm again.

On the other hand, Dolores bought a few sets of change of clothes before going back to the hotel with
Matthew.

Because Dolores had to go to see the master who could make cloud yarn, she would not return to B
City for the time being, and Matthew also wanted to find out Sampson's whereabouts here.

So they reached a consensus that they were going to stay here for a few more days.

When they got off the car, they just walked into the hotel and saw the people waiting for them in the
hotel lobby.


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