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

pushed

few words to him in a low voice. After listening to Matthew’s words, Abbott glanced at Dolores. Was she going to be upset if she found out about

all her kids were at

“I got it!”

mistakes, you go

“Okay.”

picked up a financial magazine and flipped through it. She was not interested in reading it, but she was bored and wanted

while he was dealing

asked, “Would you like to see if they have finished talking

to Armand

and took

was

hand towards her shoulder, Dolores avoided him, “If you

a

current relationship was neither here nor there; it was very

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

he was not in

a short walk from Matthew’s office through the

calming. The right side of the room was opened up completely and fixed with a glass wall making the room brightly lit. Every little piece of decoration was high class, even the cups for drinking water

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

Dolores, Terry quickly stood up, he had been

him not to

Matthew pulled up

ignored him and stared at

at her from her head to toe and then back

like this? Didn’t you used to

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

a bit big.” It was obvious that Dolores and Helen were not

remained calm and simply looked at him

his sloppy act said seriously, “You have

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

was not that simple. To make an

already figured

fingers gently on the table rhythmically, as if he was thinking

himself, “Let me

not knowing what

was opened in

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

only heard about him, but

met the actual real you today.” Terry said

can avenge my brother this

by real you? Have you ever met a fake me?” Armand

hurriedly and explained, “No, no. I meant I worship

straightening his collar which was not wrinkled at all, and said