Chapter 763
eeling hungry, she left the task of feeding Gabriela to Bryan. After the meal, Eileen took Gabriela to the supermarket to pick up some everyday items and two bottles of milk powder. While browsing the milk powder aisle, Eileen noticed a familiar person.
It was Dolores, pushing a stroller and meticulously choosing milk powder.
Gabriela suddenly yelled, making Dolores turn toward the noise. As their eyes met, Dolores panicked.
“Ms. Curtis, what brings you here?” Dolores asked. She had escaped to Avenon from Onaland, hoping to avoid familiar faces. Yet here she was confronted by someone not only known to her but also closely connected to Ulli!
A thought crossed Eileen’s mind. She frowned and suggested, “It’s a long story. Why don’t we head to the coffee shop downstairs to talk once we’re done here?”
After a brief hesitation, Dolores agreed. They both headed to the coffee shop on the ground floor.
The coffee shop had a play area for kids. Gabriela rushed off to play on her own after entering. Dolores’s baby, only three months old, lay swaddled in the stroller.
“Dolores, are you married?” Eileen asked bluntly.
“Yes,” Dolores replied, her lips pressed tightly together, unsure of how to elaborate. She had been pregnant when she escaped from Onaland and had quickly found a man to marry. Explaining this would take a lot of time.
Eileen asked, “Is the man you married Kinsey Vazquez?”
“How did you know?” Dolores responded, her eyes widening in shock.
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In the quiet coffee shop, a ringing sound suddenly filled Eileen’s ears, causing her to hesitate. She frowned slightly and continued, “Do you and Kinsey genuinely love each other? Do you know who Kinsey really is?”
Dolores trusted Eileen, especially in Alverton, where she felt out of place. She shared the story of her encounter with Kinsey. After escaping to Alverton with little money, she had struggled to adjust and had fallen ill, landing her in the hospital. The hospital staff, knowing she was pregnant and alone, had felt deep sympathy for her, believing her husband had died. Somehow, word had gotten out, and it was Kinsey who had approached her first, expressing his desire to marry her. He had promised that marriage would ensure her a comfortable life in Alverton and legitimize her child. After much thought, Dolores had agreed to Kinsey’s proposal.
“Kinsey’s only condition was that our child must take his surname,” Dolores said.
Eileen was taken aback. “So, is this child linked to Kinsey’s inheritance of the Vazquez family’s assets?”
In wealthy families, having an heir was necessary for inheritance. But under the Vazquez family’s rules, females were to inherit the family’s wealth. Since Kinsey was male, having a son wouldn’t affect his claim, would it?
“I’m not sure,” Dolores replied, shaking her head. “I hardly know anything about Kinsey. Had you not mentioned it, I wouldn’t have known he’s the general manager of VQ Group or his ties to the Vazquez family here in Alverton.”
She had suspected that Kinsey had a powerful background but had never imagined the extent of his influence.
“When does this sham marriage end?” Eileen questioned. “There must be some sort of timeframe, right?”