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.

except that Charles couldn’t walk, the mayor appreciated him a lot in terms of

a date with him, the

Group today. Since Charles could bring the

He was a

and said

Dolores interrupted him before he could finish his

want to be tangled

did she want to embarrass Charles in front of others. She patted Charles on the shoulder and looked as if they were close friends. “He told

laughed out again. “I thought Mr. White, who has been single all

at him as socializing, casting a glance at

that she didn’t notice it. Although she agreed to attend the annual party with him, she

a few more minutes, he asked his

time had been approved. Charles wanted to set up a factory outside White City,

Charles could set up the factory in the territory of White City. In that case, it wouldn’t only drive the city’s economy but also retain the

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

Outside the hotel.

plate with five zeros of a car parked next to the pond,

would belong to someone superior,

in the vehicle for a long time. Boyce and he went out and looked for the clues

didn’t get anything after arriving at White

her, he was quite anxious. He was

they didn’t

go upstairs outside the lobby

wasn’t

was supposed to arrive. It had been

if Armand couldn’t

had sent

could

they couldn’t find Dolores’s clues at all, Boyce would

days, except for being with the kids, Matthew always looked like an ice sculpture -

“frightened”

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

him into the staircase. “I’ve asked the hotel manager - just for today. They’re holding the annual party of the White Group, so they should hold