CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

Chapter 367

Hazel and Xavier were stunned when they heard what Sampson said.

The two of them looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Hazel knew Alyssa in high school. Before that, Alyssa had always been alone and did not seem to

have any friends.

But from Sampson’s tone, it did not sound like he was lying at all.

Sampson continued, "As for how I met her, I think there is no need to tell Miss Hazel."

When he spoke, he was still staring at the elevator door. He was extremely calm and indifferent, but his

tone carried a steady aura.

"Mr. West, you..."

DING!

Just as Hazel was about to say something, she was interrupted by the sound of the elevator arriving.

Sampson turned to look at Hazel and said lightly, "The elevator is here."

The three of them walked out of the elevator.

Hazel walked over to Sampson and blocked his way. "How would I know if you are lying?"

"If it was not for the fact that you are her friend, I might not have given you the chance to question me."

The indifference on Sampson’s face was no longer there. A gloomy expression appeared in his eyes. It

seemed that he was angry.

Hazel’s expression changed slightly. "Since you know that she has friends, why didn't you contact us

when you found her?"

"Why should I contact you? What responsibility and obligation do I have?" Sampson curled his lips and

revealed a mocking smile.

"You..."

Before Hazel could finish her sentence, Xavier pulled her behind him.

Xavier's expression did not look good. "At least, we are true friends of Alyssa. What about you?"

Sampson directly ignored Xavier's question and raised his wrist to look at the time. "I still have a few

patients waiting for me in the afternoon. I won’t send you off."

After he finished speaking, he strode towards the parking lot.

Xavier turned to look at Hazel. Seeing her worried face, he could not help but say, "Well, how about us

taking Alyssa away?"

"She will not leave with us. No matter how Sampson and Alyssa know each other, I can see that he is

really good to Alyssa. He will not do anything to hurt her."

Hazel paused for a moment and said, "Moreover, Sampson has taken care of Alyssa for three years. It

is not kind of us to take Alyssa away like this."

At this moment, Xavier's phone rang.

He picked up the phone. After someone talked at the other end of the phone said, Xavier replied, "Yes,

send it to me now."

"What is it?" Hazel asked him curiously.

Xavier replied, "I asked someone to look up Sampson's information."

When the two of them returned to the car, Xavier received an email from his subordinate.

As he looked, he read, "Sampson West, a professor of criminal psychology. He was hired by a criminal

investigation team as a criminal psychology consultant."

At the end, Xavier could not help but look at Sampson in a different light. "His resume is very clean. He

is a talent."

"Yes." Hazel could not help but nod her head.

However, the doubts in her heart became more and more serious.

…

Alyssa's life was as calm as a motionless river.

During the day, Sampson went to work in the consultation room and Alyssa was alone at home, so the

area of activity was very small.

Perhaps because she was living a relatively comfortable life, she was getting better and better.

Although she still looked very thin, she was much better than the time she had just been discharged

from the hospital.

After Hazel asked for her phone number, she often called her.

On this day, as soon as Sampson went out of the door, she received a phone call from Hazel.

"Alyssa, do you want to go shopping? I am coming to pick you up."

Alyssa actually did not like going out, but Hazel was too enthusiastic, so she could only agree.

Hazel came very quickly, and Alyssa even suspected that Hazel had been waiting outside. She only

came to find her after Sampson went out.

The moment she got into the car, Hazel pretended to ask inadvertently. "How are you and Mr. West

getting along?"

Alyssa buckled her seat belt and replied, "Not bad."

She felt that she and Sampson were not like an unmarried couple at all. Instead, they looked like

roommates under the same roof. They had dinner together and didn’t usually communicate much.

However, this way of interacting with each other made her feel at ease.

"I see." Hazel paused for a moment and looked at her with hesitation. In the end, she did not say

anything.

The two of them went to the mall together.

Hazel still loved to buy things. She pulled Alyssa to try a lot of clothes.

Everything went smoothly. It was just that when they left the mall, they met some reporters.

In the past three years, Hazel's acting career had been growing steadily. Now she was already an A-list

actress. There were always some reporters who specially squatted down for her.

"Run!" Hazel pulled Alyssa and ran back.

"What's the matter?" Although Alyssa did not understand what was going on, she still ran with Hazel.

Hazel could only explain to Alyssa, "They are here to chase me. I am an actress. I have been a little

popular recently."

During this period of time, other than occasionally watching the news, Alyssa did not watch any TV

series or movies. So she did not know that Hazel was actually an actress.

There were originally many people in the mall. Reporters chased after Hazel and for a moment, the

scene was a little chaotic.

This directly caused Alyssa and Hazel to be separated.

Wait. When Alyssa turned around to look, Hazel's figure was nowhere to be seen.

She found a corner and called Hazel.

The call was answered very quickly.

Hazel's tone was somewhat anxious, "Alyssa, I'm in the parking lot. Where are you?”

"I'm still in the mall." Alyssa heaved a sigh of relief when she heard what Hazel said.

Hazel said, "Come over quickly. I will wait for you in the car."

"No need. You go first. I will go back myself, so that those reporters won’t come and look for you

again.”

Of course, Hazel did not want to go by herself first, but in the end, she was persuaded by Alyssa, who

asked Hazel to call her when she was back home.

When Alyssa hung up the phone and turned around, she saw a little girl who was looking at her. She

was holding a little puppet and stood in a corner not far away from her.

The little girl was wearing a navy blue and white striped jacket. Below her were pink and blue shorts

that had just reached her knees. Her eyes were round and pitch black. Her baby fat face was chubby,

and her black hair was draped over her shoulders. Her forehead was covered with a layer of soft

bangs.

She was looking at Alyssa with a curious expression. The little girl looked extremely cute.

Alyssa compared her height and guessed that the girl might be three or four years old.

Alyssa looked around and found that there were no adults around the girl. She walked over and

squatted in front of her and asked, "Little girl, where are your parents?"

Upon a closer look, Alyssa felt that this little girl was very familiar.

A thought flashed in her mind and the little face in front of her overlapped with the face she saw on the

day she was discharged from the hospital.

It can't be, right?

This was Emmett Lawrence's daughter?

What was her name again?

It seemed that she was named something sounded like “Angela.”

Angela tilted her head and looked at Alyssa for a few seconds. Then she suddenly narrowed her eyes

and smiled. "Pretty sister."

Alyssa’s heart skipped a beat. Did this little girl still remember her?

She remembered that the little girl also called her ‘pretty sister’ that day.