Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Abbott walked into the office with Dolores on his heels. Matthew was talking on the phone and gestured for them to keep quiet as they entered.

Although Dolores anxiously wanted to know what happened, she knew she needed to wait for the time being.

Several minutes later, Matthew hung out the phone and waved at Dolores. “Come here.”

Dolores walked over and stood in front of the desk, wiping her sweaty palms on her clothes.

“Give me your phone?” Matthew said, reaching out to her.

“What?”

Dolores’ eyes widened. Wasn’t he going to tell her what happened? Why did he want her phone?

What the hell was going on?

Abbott stood silently at the window, looking at the sky while praying in his heart, ‘god, Helen White, please come back as soon as possible. If you’re not here soon, I’m afraid Dolores Flores will snatch Mr. Nelson.’

Matthew raised his brows and asked in an unhappy tone. “You don’t want to give it to me?”

“No, no, sorry,” Dolores said, hurriedly getting her phone out of her bag and handing it to Matthew. “It’s not locked.”

Matthew took the phone and unlocked the phone. He then opened the contacts and entered his phone number. Staring at the screen for a long moment, he abruptly moved his fingers to type ‘Mr. Nelson’ into the name column. ‘Dolores always addressed him in this way, after all.’ He then dialed the number he saved and his phone sitting on his desk lit up and vibrated.

Dolores shifted her gaze between Abbott and Matthew, still trying to understand what they were doing.

“What the hell just happened? Hey, say something!” Dolores hated being ignored.

Matthew handed the phone back to her. “This is so I can find you any time I need to in the future.”

When he tried to contact Dolores that afternoon, it shocked him to discover he didn’t have her phone number. The worst part was that he was extremely and inexplicably unhappy to discover that.

Dolores didn’t take the phone. She stared at him as if she was questioning: So Abbott was so eager to find me, and it turns out to be because Matthew wanted my phone number?

Matthew put the phone on the desk and sighed heavily. “Please, prepare yourself.”

in front of her Matthew used for videoconferencing lit up and a high-definition

of the Flores Group office building, looking

below, creating a large crowd. Screams and cries of concern came across the video. Dolores could

look at Abbott. “What… what’s

a house from your father’s company. Of course, like many others, there was an accident during the construction of the building and the whole thing collapsed. Naturally, she doesn’t want the house anymore but, according to the contract, once you buy the house it cannot be returned. So, now she’s standing on the top floor and is planning to commit suicide, trying to force

she really going to jump from

money was imperative, life was far more important. Not to mention that

and if the other buyers follow suit and use potential suicide to threaten him, he knows he can’t raise enough money based on his company’s condition to refund

didn’t know what.

at her

would be willing to buy a building constructed by the company with chronic collapsing incidents. If the company didn’t do anything soon

there, now,” Dolores

stood up

“Abbott, bring some men.”

scene would be a mess, and Matthew didn’t want Dolores to get hurt because of

left, was confused and enraged by the whole scene that had played out in front of him. Was the person who left the office really the graceful and arrogant Matthew Nelson? He hadn’t cared that much

not being qualified to be Matthew’s lover. He realized he needed to warn Matthew and bring up the situation to him in case

the office building of WY Group, Dolores was

his car, pulled up to the curb next to her.

glance, then pulled open the door and climbed in without hesitation. “We need to head to the bank

now she knew she had no other choice but to

can save? If this woman gets money, more and more buyers are going to

woman really intended to jump from the building. He assumed she

father’s fault and, whether or not I like it, I am his daughter…” Dolores trembled and curled her lips into a helpless

on Dolores’ cheek. She was kind-hearted

to help him. It

Abbott to bring

gear and pressed the Bluetooth button at the same time to

be so willing to help. “Oh… Thank you. I will withdraw my fund

gazed at the road ahead. “We’re a couple now, you don’t need

but he was good at hiding his emotions and she couldn’t glean anything from his expression. So she slowly

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