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

told him to come in, he pushed the

After listening to Matthew’s words, Abbott glanced at Dolores. Was she going to be upset if she found

kids were at

“I got it!”

any mistakes,

“Okay.”

not interested in reading it, but she was bored

while he

went out, Matthew asked, “Would you like to see if they

to

up and

was thin and the air conditioner was on in

towards her shoulder, Dolores avoided him, “If you do this again, I will

pulled a long

here nor

someone looked at it from outside, they

force it, he was not in a hurry, there

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 lit.

room after all was used to receive guests, and discuss matters with them. This room

up, he had been somewhat

to him

pulled up

stared at Dolores

looked at her from her head to toe

his lips, “Have you always liked someone like this? Didn’t you used to

and Matthew’s past relationship and also knew that she was now the daughter of the Herbert family. He knew that she had changed her name but he didn’t want to address her with

obvious that Dolores and Helen

calm and simply looked at him coldly as

it quite quickly and put away his sloppy act said seriously, “You

an ordinary person, it would have been easy to do,

was not that simple. To make an

already figured

tapping his fingers gently on the table rhythmically, as if

with a smile and introduced himself, “Let me introduce myself first. My name is Armand. I am the owner of DC Law Firm. You can call me

not knowing what

was opened

of DC Law Firm?” Terry asked him after a long time. He hadn’t known that he

only heard about him, but had

actual real you

can avenge my brother this

the hell do you mean by real you? Have you ever met a fake

waved his hands hurriedly and explained, “No, no.

straightening his collar which was not wrinkled