Snare of Love
Chapter 321 The Warmest Clothes She Had Ever Worn

They walked out with their bags and continued shopping. Dolores bought Victoria a fur coat. She noticed a cashmere coat in black that was not very long. It was suitable for Coral. She asked the shop assistant to take it down so Coral could try it.

When Coral heard that Dolores asked her to try, she waved her hands, "I don't want it. I have my own clothes. There is no need to take. I'm not going to try."

"It's your daughter's filial piety to buy you something. She asked you to try, then you just try. Wearing nice clothes can make you appear younger." The shop assistant guessed Coral's age was roughly the same as Dolores' mother's age. In general, it was rare for a daughter-in-law to bring and buy clothes for her mother-in-law. She only met a few of them in a year. Most of the time, it was the daughter who bought for her mother.

So, the shop assistant said something like this.

Coral's face immediately turned pale. She scolded the shop assistant, "What have you said? She is the mistress of the family. I'm just an old lady who takes care of them. Don't you want to embarrass me by saying something like this?"

Dolores patted Coral on the shoulder, "Don't be agitated. It's all right. Your age is indeed about the same as my mother's."

"I'm sorry." For a brief moment, the shop assistant was taken aback and quickly apologized to them. This was the first time that she met the employer who bought such nice clothes for the servant in her home. The shop assistant wondered in her heart, how could such a kind and wealthy person exist in this world?

She broadened her horizons today.

"If you come across such a wonderful family, you should accept it. How many people have such good fortune as you?" The shop assistant wanted to have a good sales performance. She hoped that Coral would give it a try and then bought it.

"Give it a try." Dolores smiled.

"But..."

"Come, come try on your clothes in the fitting room." The shop assistant dragged Coral to the fitting room.

Coral was not particularly tall, so the short one was ideal for her.

"See, it suits you well." The shop assistant complimented her.

"Then we'll have this one."

"I have a lot of clothes to wear." Coral grabbed the shop assistant to prevent her from wrapping up the clothes.

Dolores said purposefully, "I don't buy this coat for nothing. I'll then put you in trouble to look after Samuel and Simona in the future."

"It's my responsibility to take care of them," Coral said, "Moreover, it's not that I don't get paid."

Matthew never mistreated her. Her cards were all unlimited.

It was clear from this that she was very much trusted.

"You really have good luck. I've never met such a good employer. I'm envious of you." The shop assistant joked purposefully, "How about I go and replace you to do your work?" Coral immediately waved her hands, "That won't do."

It was not that Coral begrudged the money, nor was she unwilling to lose such a good job, but she was worried that other people wouldn't take good care of them.

While Coral was slack, the shop assistant wrapped the clothes.

Coral was hard to refuse at this point. After Dolores had paid the money, they carried the bags and went out.

After three hours, their hands were full of bags, both large and small.

Dolores noticed a down clothing store with the brand name AQ as they made their way downstairs. She came to a halt. Dolores was still very small when they were in Country A before, and Jessica didn't have much money at that time. It was freezing cold during the winter. She was afraid of the winter the most at that time. She still remembered that Jessica using her one-month salary to buy her a short-in-size down jacket when she was twelve years old. The down jacket was of this brand, AQ.

The down jacket was the warmest clothes that she had ever worn.

She turned her head and looked at Coral, "You go and wait for me in the car first."

Coral nodded, carried all the things, and walked away.

Dolores walked into the store.

The shop assistant of the shop approached her, "These are all new arrivals here. You may have a look." Dolores didn't shop in the area recommended by the shop assistant but instead walked to the other side. She couldn't replace that down jacket anymore, thinking that the style of that down jacket had already died out. After all, so many years had passed.

The shop assistant followed her and introduced to Dolores, "Here are the clothes for the middle-aged. Would you like to wear it yourself or buy it as a gift?"

Dolores saw a long down coat, which was over the knee, grey, and had mink fur at the neckline of the cap attached to the down coat. She remembered that Jessica had arthritis in her legs. She had arthritis when they were in Country A. Hence, Jessica preferred long down coats. She said that wearing it could protect the knees.

In addition, Jessica had a height of 1.65 meters, could pull off wearing the coat. She looks good in a long down coat.

Dolores stroked the exquisite material of the down coat, recalling the memory of her together with Jessica, "Is there any M size for this?"

The shop assistant shook her head, "There are only L, LX, and LXX sizes. If you want, I can get it for you from the headquarter. If you don't want to collect it here, we can deliver it to your doorstep." Dolores thought for a moment, "Help me get one."

"All right. Do you want to come here and collect it yourself, or do you want us to deliver it to you?"

"I give you an address. You help me in delivering it there." Dolores was afraid that she would be angry with Jessica again if she met her. So, she decided to let the store assistants deliver it to her.

"All right. Then please provide us with the address." The shop assistant handed Dolores a piece of paper and a pen, "Please provide your contact information also. We'll notify you once it has been delivered." Dolores gave a hum and provided with the address of the Flores family. She finally provided her own contact information. After paying the money, she left the store.

The Flores family now.

It was under curfew. The servants and Jessica were brought to the police station for investigation. Randolph had passed away on the bed. Now an autopsy was being performed by a forensic investigator. "There is no mark of a fight in the bedroom. According to the servants, Jessica had a close relationship with Randolph after she moved in. Jessica prepared meals herself for Randolph every day. They were almost always together. This shouldn't be premeditated murder."

At first, Boyce also suspected that Jessica was the one who had murdered Randolph. Randolph was, after all, a scumbag before.

But after he came to the scene, there was no evidence of homicide at all.

Matthew raised his eyes and looked at Boyce, "If you were Jessica, would you forgive someone who had betrayed you, indirectly caused your son to die, and didn't care about you for many years?" Boyce thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, I'm not crazy..."

Boyce quickly realized what Matthew meant, "You suspect that..."

"Not suspecting." He was certain. Jessica was so firm about remarrying Randolph at that time. Randolph died not long after their remarriage. He certainly didn't think that it was a coincidence. The forensic investigator was making his way down from upstairs at this time.

Boyce walked towards him quickly, "Any clues?"

The forensic investigator nodded, "Yes."

Boyce frowned, "What did you replace?"

"I'm not sure right now. I can only tell you the exact answer after I go back and run my laboratory test," the forensic investigator said.

Boyce asked, "When will it be done?"

"The latest will be the day after tomorrow," the forensic investigator answered.

"I see. Take them back," Boyce instructed his subordinate.

He walked to the side of Matthew, "If it is really Jessica..."

He didn't say the following sentence. If it was really Jessica who had done it, murdering was against the law. She had to undertake criminal responsibility. Then how about Dolores? "You try your best to keep it under control. Don't let it spread." It was not the worst it could be right now. Fortunately, no evidence could prove that Jessica murdered Randolph.☐☐☐☐☐☐