Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Atwood looked at him, “It’s rare that you want to tell me something. Firstly, is it good news or bad news?”

George was not joking with him, “Serious issue.”

Atwood glanced at him and believed him momentarily.

He was wary of George since he was Alyssa’s son. After all, who knew what he was thinking in his mind?

George could sense that Atwood was wary of him but he did not take it seriously. Anyway, who should he blame for being Alyssa’s son?

Nobody could decide their birth.

He resigned himself to have such a mother. However, he had to change himself and could not be idle anymore.

Soon, they arrived at a bar. George was familiar with this place as he used to fool around here and recognize some people.

Although those people were not kind, still they were not bad guys either. They just liked to make out but they were still very loyal to friends.

He was familiar with the layout here since he had been a regular customer. So, he chose a quiet private room.

“Go ahead, what do you want to tell me?” Atwood spoke after sitting down.

George cracked a joke to enliven the atmosphere, “How come you’re so impatient? You’re even my brother’s right hand.”

Atwood was speechless.

He chuckled, “Just kidding. Don’t be too serious.”

Atwood ridiculed him in his mind. ‘Am I very close with you?’

George became serious and said, “Back to the point.”

“Go ahead.” Atwood moved his neck and leaned back onto the sofa.

“Has something happened to my brother recently?” He felt that Stanford had suddenly changed his attitude and accepted him due to something seemingly.

As for what reason, he was not too sure.

So, he wanted to get the answer from Atwood.

“Mr. James…” Atwood paused for a moment, “Indeed, quite a few things have happened to him.”

“Tell me what those things are.” George approached him.

Atwood pushed him away, “Behave yourself. Don’t get so close to me.”

George was speechless.

sat upright, “Go

die. His change in attitude must have something to do with her. He wanted to get her back. His leg was injured because he went to chase after her.” Atwood

always believed that the culprits who caused

were the ones who had caused Stanford’s unfortunate childhood that made him lack love

retort because

think so and admitted

do something

not trust George yet as he was afraid George would do something bad to

we feel sorry for him. Now, I want to do something for him. Since his leg is still injured

looked at him and did not say anything. He just

straight at Atwood’s scrutinizing gaze and said, “I’m honest and

fine too. Anyway, I can’t get away from my job. It’s better to have somebody who can

will find her by all means. I

sighed, “I

my sister-in-law used to like my brother

initiated the divorce in the first place. She was almost killed by Lindsay and even lost a child. Do

widened and he remained

Amanda had lost a child before

had always understood that Stanford longed for family

change in attitude was because he had lost a lot of things that

Stanford was forgiving his mother because he did not want to cause any unforgivable

my sister-in-law back,” George

a deep breath, “I

not believe George could make

“forgive” was rather easy to say. However, it required much

Mai in Thailand. You try your best.” Atwood stood up after saying that, “I still have something to do, I will

walked out and left after

at him, “Thank you. Don’t tell my brother first, I want to give him a

did not turn around but he just waved his hand,

straight to the villa after

to clean up the villa since Stanford had difficulty with his

had to inform Stanford

the window. The maid had already prepared some food and served

James.” He walked

She is proven to have committed suicide after investigation. I have already dealt with

did not respond, but Atwood knew

used to sit opposite me at that table.” Stanford moved his wheelchair and looked towards

lips

His face was gloomy, “This is the punishment given to me for

me accompany you.” Atwood took the initiative and

“I don’t have

opposite him at the table. Nobody