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.

upright,

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 signed, “You’re the one

had always believed that the culprits who caused Stanford to be like this were Alyssa

the ones who had caused Stanford’s unfortunate childhood that

not retort because

think so and admitted

bygones be bygones. I’m looking for you this time because I want to do something for him.” George made up his mind, “Do you

Atwood did not trust George yet as he was afraid George would

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

did not say anything. He just looked at him quietly for a long

He looked straight at Atwood’s scrutinizing gaze

thought for a while, “It’s fine too. Anyway, I can’t get away from my job.

her by all means. I will definitely get my sister-in-law back for my

“I

You know my sister-in-law used to like my brother

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

eyes widened and he remained

was shocked that Amanda had lost a child before and it belonged

he had always understood that

he had lost a lot of things that he cared about. Now, he wanted to get

he did not want

bring my sister-in-law

breath, “I hope you can really

he did not believe George

easy to say. However, it required much courage

at Chiang Mai in Thailand. You try your best.” Atwood stood up

out and left after

tell my brother first,

did not turn around but he just

the villa

had difficulty with his

had to inform Stanford after settling

he arrived at the villa, Stanford was sitting in front of the window. The maid had already prepared some food and served them on

James.” He

dead. She is proven to have committed suicide after investigation. I have already dealt with Blithe. Also, Michael

respond, but Atwood

that table.”

pursed his lips and lowered

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

haven’t eaten yet. Mr. James, let me accompany

shook his head, “I don’t have

not her sitting opposite him at the table.