Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

When Jolene passed away, Matthew was about seven or eight years old and she was just given birth at that time. Thus, she could predict that the letter might even be older than her.

Time had passed so long. Was the person still alive? Or had he left there?

There were so many possibilities of change so she wanted to know the truth.

The receptionist was observing her, “Who are you?”

She came to the company with two children and just called Oscar by his name. What was the woman’s identity?

“You just need to tell us if this person exists here. Why are you asking so many questions?” Samuel spoke impatiently. It was obvious that the receptionist was not answering their question and asking some unrelated thing.

Dolores pulled her son, “Don’t be rude.”

“Daddy had told us that we can’t bully others but we can’t be bullied either. We are just asking if there is a person named Oscar here. However, she asked who you are. What did she mean? It was obvious that she was curious about your identity and purposely didn’t want to answer you. Let’s go and don’t ask her. As long as this person is not dead, we don’t have to worry that we can’t find him.” Samuel held Dolores’s hand. It was rare that Simona also agreed with his brother’s words. Both of them were holding her hand to walk towards the door to get out of the building, “Mummy let’s go.”

The receptionist was a bit confused. She really didn’t expect to see such a young kid that was able to say those words. It was obvious that they had met lots of people and were not afraid of people at all.

“Eh, what if I make a phone call and ask?” The receptionist called out to them.

Samuel took a glance at her. He pondered for a moment and then he said, “Okay, you can call.”

He stopped and stood there without walking back.

The call from the front counter was connected to the line of the secretary desk in the CEO’s office, “There’s a woman here looking for Mr. Adams.”

“Does she have an appointment?”

“No.”

“If she doesn’t have an appointment, do you think you still need to call here to ask about it?”

“No.” The receptionist’s eyes fell on Dolores when she was talking to the secretary, “It was a very pretty woman with two children and she was calling Mr. Adams by his name…”

with children?” It seemed that the secretary would like to gossip too. What kind of people who came

secretary said, “You go and ask how to address

looked at Dolores and asked, “May

and wanted to say her name, she thought that if Oscar really existed, he must be the

then the phone call was ended. The receptionist

to sit down for a while?”

need.” Samuel refused

her son, “Sam…” Just as she opened her mouth, she nearly called him Samuel. Oh, it was really hard for her to change

on the door of Oscar’s

office was wide and bright, the office chair and the chatting area in front of it were all made of Laos rosewood and it was specially made in large scale production. The tone color of the office was quite dark and the several ancient paintings were particularly conspicuous at the back part of the office table. All the famous paintings were painted by famous artists. The slightly yellowish paper made it not look like a fake. As

a blue shirt that was full of flowers and a pair of nine-quarter pants which showed his ankle and was the pants that were popular for young people now.

at his age. He folded his legs and constantly

since long ago. Thus, she was not surprised to

was holding a blue folder in his hand and he was still reading it with his eyes. He asked,

she looks quite beautiful, and … she was coming with two children and

moved his body to lean forward slightly, “What do you say? A woman with

past few years. He had had lots of women before

definitely could not have children due to his identity because the huge family business did not belong

his mind back and then looked at his secretary.

Jolene?” The secretary

years and he just heard it again all of

“Downstairs.” The secretary said.

in his hand and hurriedly walked out of the office. He used the lift

then Oscar stepped out from the lift. Dolores and her two children were still standing in the lobby. She was fiddling with her daughter’s hair and did not mention the

turned around and she saw a man who didn’t look young but was wearing the fashioned clothes. She

to you? How do you know her?” Oscar question was just simple and

he was eager to know about Dolores’s

still had no idea who the person was yet,