Snare of Love
Chapter 147: Want to Know Who the Person Was that Night?

The pupils of Dolores' eyes suddenly shrank, in which the sharp dagger was reflecting. Seemingly she had already imagined how painful once the sharp blade was stabbed into her body... Beulah was so close to her, and Dolores was so nervous that she forgot to react.

At the critical moment, a dark shadow pounced at her and grabbed her arm to pull her away. She bumped into a warm and strong chest. Feeling dizzy, she was spun.

Then she heard a fierce voice, "Go to hell!" Beulah's body was flying out far away, bumping onto the legs of the desk directly. The tableware and drinks on the table were knocked over, falling onto the ground with a loud bang.

Matthew looked aside sharply. "How did she get in?"

Theresa hurriedly explained, "She was newly hired yesterday to clean the hall.”

She was startled just now as well. Unexpectedly, a cleaner dared to assassinate Dolores.

Dolores returned to her senses. Leaving Matthew's embrace, she dealt with the follow-up matters calmly. She called over the security guards and asked them to take Beulah away from the hall. As for the reason why she appeared here, she would look into it later.

"Theresa, please call someone here to clean the floor."

"Okay."

"I'm terribly sorry. An accident happened just now. Sorry for frightening you." After apologizing to the guests, she pulled Mathew to the lounge. Maria was standing outside the crowd, witnessing the whole scene calmly.

She felt that it was a pity that Dolores wasn't stabbed to death.

However...

Maria's eyes looked vicious.

Matthew followed Dolores to the lounge.

"Show me your arm." Dolores looked at his left arm. When she saw him kicked Beulah away, the dagger in Beulah's hand was cut across his arm. Fortunately, he didn't get injured. Perhaps he acted quite fast so he dodged.

She checked his arm carefully.

He didn't get injured.

"Are you worried about me?" He looked a bit moved.

"I don't want you to get hurt because of me." Dolores looked down.

She had thought that she was unable to avoid being injured today.

Much to her surprise, Matthew could appear in time and protected her in his arms.

She had to admit that she felt moved.

Besides that, she also felt her love for him.

All for this man.

"Good you are not injured. I'll go out to check if it has impacted..."

"Don't you have anything to speak to me?" Matthew interrupted her words, half-squinting.

"What?" Dolores looked up at him.

Soon she understood what he was referring to.

"A few days ago, we met each other. She told me to invite her to attend the opening ceremony..."

"So you did invite her to come over, didn't you?" His tone sounded so gloomy and creepy. "Do you know who she is?"

Dolores held her breath, clenching her hands into fists. "Yes, I do."

"But still you are in touch with her, aren't you?" This time he didn't cover his unhappiness, unpleasantness, and disappointment.

"She's not a bad woman-"

"How long have you known her?" Matthew sneered. "What benefits has she offered you? Has she bribed you?"

His gaze fell on her wrist. He had never seen her wearing any jewelry before. She would wear a watch at the most, which was the only jewelry she had. He wondered where the jade bracelet came from. "Did she give it to you?"

Dolores hid her hand behind her. However, Matthew pulled it out. He stared at the jade bracelet. "Do you like such kind of things?"

Dolores shook her head. "Nope."

"Then why did you keep it?"

"I didn't have the heart to refuse her."

There were flames in his eyes, and seemingly they were getting fiercer.

"Is she quite pitiful?" He couldn't understand why she didn't have the heart to say no.

"No, she isn't." Under such circumstances back then, when looking into Victoria's eyes, Dolores couldn't refuse her.

"Perhaps she used to have something unspeakable back then." Dolores tried to explain for Victoria.

Matthew sneered. "How long have you known her? Now you dare to plead for her in front of me."

"I've met her officially twice. I haven't known for a long time. But my intuition told me that she's not a bad woman."

The flames in Matthew's eyes almost sprayed out, burning this woman into ashes. How could she plead for Victoria?

In an arctic cold tone, he said, "Give it back to her. I'll buy whatever you like for you."

"Okay," Dolores agreed immediately. She had planned to refuse this gift. After all, it was quite valuable. Just at that time, she didn't have the heart to refuse Victoria. Dolores's attitude eased his anger. "From now on, don't meet her again."

"Okay," Dolores agreed bluntly.

She didn't think Victoria was a bad woman and even a good one. However, because of Matthew, she didn't have the intention to get too close to Victoria.

At least, she wouldn't take the initiative to meet Victoria.

Matthew completely calmed down. He pulled Dolores into his arms and gave her an embrace. His arms were like a pair of iron pliers, trapping her in his arms tightly. Dolores felt so hard to breathe because of the tight grip.

Pushing him, she said, "Do you want to strangle me?"

"It's a good idea. You always piss me off." Although he said so, he released her a little bit.

Dolores could breathe again. After resting a while, she asked, "How come Beulah Shaw appeared here?"

She smelt something fishy in this incident.

"Does it have anything to do with Randolph Flores?" She appeared because Randolph had appeared.

"I don't think so." Matthew twitched the corners of his mouth. Randolph was a ruthless man. He had dumped Beulah back then. How could he pick up the useless chess piece?

As soon as he abandoned her, Randolph had never wanted to take it back.

They wouldn't work with each other again.

Recalling the similar scene that Beulah caused in the past, Dolores frowned. "Isn't she in the jail? How could she come out?"

Matthew raised his hand and there was a slight scar in his palm, which was caused by the injury at that time. Until now, he could still remember how Dolores looked like when pouncing at him when she found that Beulah wanted to stab him.

She was unexpectedly crazy, which also made him remember her deeply.

"I'll look into it." His eyes became sharp.

The last time when the woman assassinated him, he used some methods, so Beulah was sentenced to life imprisonment. If nobody was helping her, she wouldn't be able to come out.

What happened today was obviously a prelude. She was just a pioneer.

"Don't go out alone in recent two days."

"Okay."

Knock... Knock....

There were several knocks at the door. Then they heard Theresa's voice. "Excuse me, Lola. The fashion show has begun. Please go on the stage."

Dolores was not going to do the catwalk, but she needed to give a kickoff as the hostess.

"Okay." She turned around and looked at Matthew. "I've got to go out. I don't think you would like such kind of occasion. If you are quite busy, please go ahead with it. Or you can take a rest here." Matthew gave her a slight hum.

Dolores was about to leave...

"Waite a minute, Dolores."

"Yes?"

Dolores turned around and looked at him.

Matthew reached out and stroke a wisp of her hair and tossed it behind her ear. Without leaving immediately, he stroked all the way along the outline of her ear and stopped at the earlobe. His eyes were quite deep. While his hot fingers went through the side of her neck, he said gently, "You look gorgeous."

Dolores avoided eye contact with him. She lowered her head slightly to cover her blushed face because of his words. "I've got to go."

After finishing her words, she rushed out.

It looked as if Matthew would do something out of the boundary if she still stayed.

Matthew could tell that she seemed to be shy just now.

A trace of a smile appeared on his face.

"Wow. What did you guys do in the room? Why are you so delighted?" Armand and Boyce walked in. Since Dolores was here, they didn't want to come in to disturb them. Now that Dolores had left, they came in immediately.

"You were not injured, were you? It was so dangerous just now." Boyce said with concern.

"Nothing." He put away his smile, looking quite sharp. "Please help me check how the woman just now got out of the jail."

"Sure." Boyce sat down. "I've asked my men to take her back. Please give me one day."

Armand clicked his tongue, feeling bored. He sat on the sofa, putting his arm around Boyce's neck. "Let's go to 'YES Club' tonight, shall we?"

"You want to get laid?" Boyce cast a glance at him.

"I want you."

"Save it. I don't suit you."

Armand pretended to be frivolous, reaching out to rub Boyce's chest. "You've never tried. How could you know that you don't suit me?"

"Fuck off!" Boyce pushed him away, shivered because feeling disgusted, goosebumps covering his body.

Armand fell onto the sofa with his all fours up. Boyce's had used too much strength.

He sat up, glaring at Boyce. "Forget it. So boring! Let's go out to watch the fashion show. There must be pretty girls."

"What else are there in your brain except for women?" Boyce looked at him. "What a Casanova!"

"I just want to get laid. Why did you call me Casanova? It's the nature of the men. Understand?" Armand was not in the mood to argue with him. "You are such a fool. I don't want to argue with you. Whoa... That's Dolores!"

It was Dolores's turn to give a speech on the stage.

These three men were standing at the end of the audience group. They looked at Dolores on the stage through all the audience's heads and shoulders.

Under the spotlight, the pink dress looked quite beautiful. The design of the off-should collar exposed her beautiful shoulders. Her exquisite and sexy collar bones were so charming. Although she didn't wear a necklace, she looked neat and graceful.

She looked extremely stunning on the stage.

Matthew's eyes were full of love and pride.

This outstanding woman now belonged to him.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Dolores Flores, the manager of LEO Corporation. It's a great pleasure for me to open a branch of LEO Corporation in City B. Thank you very much for attending this ceremony. Please come to our store often in the future." Dolores curled her lips to a suitable arc, looking graceful and self-confident.

Maria was sitting on the chair, staring at Dolores coldly, curling up her lips slightly.

All her cattiness was hidden under her skin.

Since what had happened last time, she became calmer.

Pulling out her phone, she sent a photo to Dolores' phone, which was taken when Dolores came out from the Room 608 of MOEN Hotel in Country A. She also added some texts: "Do you want to know who the man was in the evening six years ago?"