Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

The annual party of the White Group was quite grand. Even the mayor of White City attended it. After all, the White Group had helped the city’s economic development and contributed to this city a lot.

After their car was pulled over, Dolores saw a huge banner in front of the hotel entrance. A lot of cars were parked in the parking lot, most of which belonged to the employees of the White Group.

Right then, Charles’s assistant, Tom, trotted over and pulled the door open. He pushed the wheelchair with the driver. “Mr. White, the mayor has arrived.”

Charles hummed indifferently. He looked back, and Dolores walked over. Tom was quite sensible that he stepped aside and let Dolores push the wheelchair instead.

She grabbed the handle and pushed Charles into the hotel.

In the lobby, a crystal chandelier extended from a high place, crystal clear, shining on the whole lobby.

The senior executives in the White Group were chatting with the mayor. Seeing that Charles arrived, they all consciously made a way for him. Charles put on a socializing smile and yelled before he reached to the mayor. “Sorry, I’m a bit late.”

A waiter passed him by. Charles hinted at him to stop and picked up a glass of liquor from the tray. “Let me take three shots as the penalty.”

After the first glass, he put down the glass and poured the liquor again. He gulped down the second one. When he was gulping the third one, the mayor finally spoke, “Although you must take three shots as the penalty, we all can understand.”

He glanced through Charles’s legs, full of implication.

Charles’s expression didn’t change at all. With a smile, he said, “We all know the story - The Tortoise and the Hare. But why did the tortoise win the race? I believe I might be that hardworking tortoise. I’m late, so I must take the penalty.”

His words were full of implication - although he couldn’t walk, he succeeded.

No matter who the one was, as long as he worked hard and succeeded, he was the winner.

On the other side, even a hare was born with excellent conditions, if he were too proud about his condition without working hard, what he would end up to?

After finishing his words, he gulped down the third glass without a frown at all.

The mayor was wearing a black Chinese tunic. The wrinkles on his face were the signals of the ups and downs he had experienced in his life. He laughed out loudly. The unhappiness, because Charles was late, had faded away immediately.

He liked Charles’s wisdom.

Casually, he noticed Dolores who was behind Charles. He was stunned and then looked over at Charles, “Is this lady your girlfriend?”

All of them knew that Charles hadn’t been married, and nor had he had any girlfriend before. If Charles were not a cripple, the mayor would love to marry his daughter to him.

that Charles couldn’t walk, the mayor appreciated him a

him, the mayor subconsciously

annual party of the White Group today. Since Charles could bring the woman to all his employees, he must look upon this woman

He wasn’t physically asexual. He was a normal man and he also needed a

and said with

Dolores interrupted him before he could

be tangled with him

told me he doesn’t have a date today, so he asked me to be his date. I can do nothing. As his close

single all the time, finally found his

socializing, casting a glance at

she wouldn’t let him take control of the whole

few more minutes, he asked his secretary

the land he applied for last time had been approved. Charles wanted to set up a factory outside White City, located in another city directly managed by White City. Hence,

wouldn’t only drive the city’s economy but also retain the foreign population. With factories, workers were needed naturally. The economic growth of a city was always driven

a heavy burden on his shoulders. Certainly, he wasn’t willing to let go

Outside the hotel.

in. Boyce got off first. Seeing the car plate with five zeros of a car parked next to the pond, he peered into the lobby of the hotel. “The White Group does have its influence

would belong to

black was slightly creased because he had sat in the vehicle for a long time.

get anything after arriving at

they couldn’t find her, he was quite anxious. He was worried that Sampson had transferred

the staircase, they didn’t need to enter the lobby, as the elevator was

go upstairs outside the lobby by taking

the past few days, since they had no clue about Dolores, Matthew wasn’t in a good mood. When Boyce was with him, he

who was supposed to arrive. It had been a

if Armand couldn’t find where they

had sent him the

Armand arrived, they could share the pressure

and they couldn’t find Dolores’s clues at all, Boyce would become anxious, let alone

being with the kids, Matthew always looked

always “frightened” when being with

there was no better hotel in town, Matthew couldn’t stay here any longer. The hotel was way too

hotel manager - just for today. They’re holding