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Vincent stares at the doorway, his face cold and his eyes dark.
Doris looked up at him, unsure what he was thinking?
“Vincent?”
Vincent looked back at Doris.
“Ms. Isolde was in the heat of the moment to say something so heavy, don’t be angry.” Doris kindly said, “Now just hope that Aunt Alexa quickly find, soon will be the New Year, Aunt Alexa also really ……”
“Didn’t you and Alexa say anything yesterday?”
Vincent interrupted Doris‘ words, his black eyes cold and heavy, staring at her for an instant.
Doris froze and met his measuring gaze, her heart tightened, “Vincent, what do you mean doubting me?”
……
are you
Vincent narrowed his eyes and looked at Doris‘ harmless face, his tone cold, “You only need to answer me, did you say anything to Alexa?”
“I …… “Doris took a step back, a few moments of panic rising to her face.
Vincent was a lawyer, he’d taken psychology.
Doris knew she couldn’t just deny it at a time like this, the fact that Vincent would open his mouth and ask her meant that he already suspected it.
If she just denied it, then Vincent would be defensive about himself in the future.
Doris’s eyes reddened, “I’m sorry, at that time she asked me whose child Rowan really is…… I, I don’t dare to
lie.”
Upon hearing this, Vincent’s face sank, “Doris, you promised me before you returned home that you not publicize Rowan’s identity.”
Doris was stunned.
would
“Rowan is my bottom line.” Vincent completely cold face, “This time you really did wrong, you go.”
Doris shook her head with a white face, “I was wrong, Vincent, I really didn’t mean to say Rowan’s identity, it was Aunt Alexa who forced me to ask, I was afraid that she would go and talk nonsense in front of Rowan,
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and I was also in a hurry
“You go back first.” Vincent turned around and walked to the floor–to–ceiling window, his back facing her.
Obviously, he didn’t want to listen to her explanation anymore.
Doris pursed her lips and stood still watching his back.
Tears falling from her eyes, she turned around and walked out the door.
Just as she reached the door, her body went limp and she fainted.
“Ms. Doris!”
Edgar exclaimed and ran over, “Young Master, Miss Doris fainted.”
Vincent gave a beat, then sprinted over and crouched down to pick up Doris.
“Prepare a car, go to the hospital.”
Doris was resuscitated and transferred to the ward.
Arthur received the news and came over to take a look.
Vincent stood outside the hospital room, his handsome face was gloomy, looking in a very bad mood.
Arthur walked over and swept his eyes at the closed ward door, “Speaking of which, Doris’s body has been conditioned for so many years, but why isn’t it getting better?”
Vincent didn’t answer, only said, “Alexa is missing.”
Arthur gave a start, a little surprised, “How did you know about it too?”
“What do you mean I know too?” Vincent frowned and stared at him, that look carrying a bit of probing.
“Dr. Karina called me at four in the morning, and I accompanied them to the Veyras and the Davises.” Arthur
sighed, “Didn’t find anyone, went to file a report at dawn.”
At that, Vincent’s brow furrowed.
“Yesterday Alexa came to the law firm to look for me, I answered a phone call, at that time Doris was also there, they were alone for a while, Doris …..” Vincent pursed his lips, “Doris put the Rowan’s identity to Alexa.”
“Wait, why am I hearing this confused?”
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