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.

Abbott knocked on the

he pushed the door

words to him in a low voice. After listening to Matthew’s words, Abbott glanced at Dolores. Was she

kids were at

“I got it!”

make any mistakes, you go

“Okay.”

through it. She was not interested in reading it, but she was bored and wanted to pass

while

“Would you like to see

referred to Armand

and took

air conditioner was on in the

avoided him, “If you do this again, I will get

pulled a long

here

at it from outside, they wouldn’t know what

he was not

in the reception room. It was a short walk

Dolores was shocked by the view of the reception room. The interior decoration here was completely different from Matthew’s office. The dark table and chairs made the room feel calming. The right side

to receive guests, and discuss

Terry quickly stood up, he had been somewhat

motioned to him not to

Matthew pulled up

him and stared at Dolores holding his

head to toe and

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

daughter of the Herbert family. He knew that she had changed her name but he didn’t want

is a bit big.” It was obvious that Dolores and Helen

and simply looked at him

also got bored with it quite quickly and put away his

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

simple. To make an iron-clad

already figured

back in the chair, tapping his fingers gently on the table rhythmically, as

smile and introduced himself, “Let me introduce myself first. My name is Armand. I am the owner

at him not knowing what to

opened

are the owner of DC Law Firm?” Terry asked him after a long time. He hadn’t known that he was from DC Law Firm and that he was the

heard about him,

met the actual real

my brother this time. He thought

Have you ever met a fake me?” Armand

hurriedly and explained,

straightening his collar which was not wrinkled at all, and said proudly, “That’s more like