Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew took a glance at him, “Don’t pry into my personal affairs.”

Abbott smiled ingratiatingly, “I did it because I was really curious. Ms. White had been staying by your side for a long time, and I think Ms. White is more suitable for you.”

“Abbott Baron.” Matthew uttered his name slowly, exuding an ineffably imposing aura. Abbott felt the chill and shivered. Just as he was about to explain it, his gaze met with Mathew’s spuriously smiling eyes. “Since you’re so interested in my personal affairs, what about having a seat and talking about this?” asked Matthew.

Abbott broke into cold sweats on the back and laughed awkwardly, “No need.”

Right at this moment, the lift arrived at the destination floor. Abbott hastily took a step backwards to distance himself from Matthew.

Matthew shot a glance at him and walked out of the lift.

Helen seemed to have known that Matthew would come back to the office at this moment and was waiting for him at the door with a document in her hand. When seeing Matthew walk out of the lift, she hurriedly walked over, “Mr. Nelson, this document requires your signature.”

She didn’t mention the things that happened yesterday.

Being unreasonably troublesome would only disgust him; while being sensible and obedient would help her win his favor.

Matthew took the document, cursively signed his name, and then handed the document, saying, “Let’s have dinner together.”

Was this compensation for her?

Helen smiled, “Okay.”

“You can choose the restaurant you like.” He was responsible for this woman after all.

Helen followed him while reporting the subsequent scheduling to him.

When they arrived at the door of the office, Helen closed the schedule file and asked, “What would you like to drink?”

“A cup of coffee, please.” He then walked into his office.

Helen came to the tea room to make the coffee. When she saw the newly-promoted manager of the human resources department leading Dolores to the tea room, she became a bit anxious. ‘Why Dolores Flores is here?’ She thought to herself.

Helen put down the coffee pot, walked out of the tea room, blocked the manager’s way, and stared at Dolores, “Why are you here?”

There were defence and shock in her eyes. It seemed like she hadn’t expected that Dolores would show up in the company.

Dolores smiled, “I’m a translator of the company.”

Helen clenched her fists, fixing her eyes on Dolores. So Dolores seduced Matthew after she left that day?

Otherwise, how could she be recruited by the company?

Dolores walked over and whispered in her ear, “My hubby wants to see me at every moment, so he asked me to work in the company. In this way, he can always see me.”

do you think you are? Ah? Who would take fancy to you? Go and see your reflection in

to blurt out Dolores’ relationship with Matthew, since all the staff

Helen was anxious, Dolores

were destined to be enemies the moment Helen stimulated Jessica and caused her to have

home ground, wasn’t it a piece of cake

to herself,

the human resources department had discovered that they seemed to have some grudges against each other, but she wouldn’t say

no fool here. The staffs working in companies

in usual times and replied blandly, “We’ve met before. Now that she’s the

great.” The

deliberately ignored Dolores and

so childish? Does Helen think that

go

Helen had barely managed to control her mood,

woman

“What is done by night appears by day. Ms. White, you’re the one who offended me

she

details did

She wouldn’t have discovered it. That middle-aged woman, the only woman who knew about the

calmly, “Sorry, Ms. Flores, I don’t know what you’re

White, hadn’t you been to MY Apartment Complex?” Dolores asked why fixing her

a moment. It turned

expected that Dolores would know about

long as she hadn’t

she wouldn’t admit it. Helen pretended to be confused,

topic, for both of them

most remote corner of

her, “Even if you arrange me to work in a corner,

finishing the words, she headed towards her working

Group’s new project in A Country, yet the company didn’t find a translator before, so the documents were

the documents and left her no room to have a rest, requesting her to finish the translation of all these documents

to get off work, Dolores was still concentrating on the

had changed the suit she had been wearing during working time into a white,

his, “I remember that you favor

with a nasal sound blandly, showing little interest

sitting

position, so I could just ask her to sit there.” She then added,

if she didn’t point it out, Matthew would

her to take