Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew raised his hand and looked at the time. About fourteen hours had passed since the incident, he was quick.

He knew that Dolores could never achieve her purpose and point towards the people she cared about the most.

He held the phone in is hands, collecting his thoughts slowly.

Not hearing Matthew’s voice, Samuel got a little worried. After all, Sampson was at home, so he couldn’t dare to say anything to Jessica, in case she couldn’t keep it in her stomach and accidentally let it slip at the wrong time. It was no good if Sampson found out about it.

“Should I call the police?” Samuel asked.

Matthew looked at Dolores for a moment, “Police? Why?”

Samuel was speechless.

Now that there was no evidence, that video could never be published. Anyway, there is just a small part in the video that can’t explain much.

“Then what?” Samuel asked anxiously.

Matthew casually leaned on the table, rubbing the edge of the table with his fingers and pondered for a bit. Then he asked, “Do you want to avenge your mommy?”

“Yes.” Samuel said without the slightest hesitation.

“Even if it puts you at risk?”

Samuel was taken aback for a bit, but he quickly understood what Matthew meant, “You asked me to follow Sampson. By the time he catches us, we can find the evidence that he broke the law. We don’t have to involve Mommy.”

Although Sampson was shameless, if such a thing was made public, Dolores reputation was also going to be damaged.

Matthew look at Dolores eyes, her expressions becoming more and more abstruse. Samuel was really sharp.

He understood his meaning so quickly.

“I dare.” Samuel said daringly, “But…”

Samuel rolled his eyes and closed his mouth again.

If Mommy knew that Matthew used them as bait, she was definitely going to be angry, right? He thought.

“But what?” Matthew asked.

“Nothing.” Samuel decided to stay quiet.

“You have to pretend that you don’t know anything, behave just like always, don’t let him doubt you. Keep the location open in your phone and leave the rest on me.”

“Okay.”

Samuel understood what to do.

After hanging up the phone, Matthew pressed a button on the landline phone to call Abbott to his office.

knocked

in, he pushed

After listening to Matthew’s words,

all her kids were

“I got it!”

mistakes,

“Okay.”

not interested in reading it, but she was bored and wanted to

couldn’t bother Matthew while he was

Abbott went out, Matthew asked, “Would you like

to Armand and

got up and

thin and the air conditioner was on in

towards her shoulder, Dolores avoided him, “If you

a

relationship was neither here nor there; it

looked at it from outside, they wouldn’t know what was

didn’t force it, he was not in a hurry, there was

reception room. It was a short walk from Matthew’s office through

interior decoration here was completely different from Matthew’s office. The dark table and chairs made the room feel calming. The right side of the room was opened up completely and fixed with a glass wall making the room brightly

probably understood that this room after all was used to receive guests, and discuss matters with

he had been

motioned to him

the talk?” Matthew pulled up

and stared at Dolores holding

looked at her from her head

“Have you always liked someone like this? Didn’t you used to like those Helen types?

knew that she had changed her name but he didn’t want to address her with a different name

difference is a bit big.” It was obvious that Dolores and Helen were not of the same

and simply looked at him

got bored with it quite quickly and put away his sloppy act said

other party was just an ordinary person, it would have been easy to do, but the

simple. To make an iron-clad case,

already figured

the chair, tapping his fingers gently on the table rhythmically, as if he was thinking about

to Dolores with a smile and introduced himself, “Let me introduce myself first. My name is Armand. I am

him not

was opened in an

known that he

him, but had never met

real you today.”

brother

you? Have you ever

hurriedly and explained, “No, no. I

was not wrinkled at all, and