Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

The manager cast a glance at those sales personnel who were sitting in the lounge and refused to go out to serve the guests while furrowing his brows tightly. How dare they refuse to serve the guests, didn’t they want their performance scores?

Was there only shit in their brains?

Under the manager’s gaze, the sales personnel all lowered their heads, pretending that they had not noticed it.

“Maybe it’s because they didn’t have time to provide thorough and satisfactory services to you as they had other guests to attend to. It’s all my fault. As their supervisor, I haven’t disciplined my subordinates well. Please forgive me. I will make amends for my fault, all right?” The manager smiled apologetically.

Terry still wanted to say something, but was stopped by Dolores as she thought the manager was quite good to them and therefore they couldn’t argue this point to death.

“Ahem.” Terry also realized that he hadn’t talked too much as he was too excited just now.

“Let me call them and ask them when they could drive back the demo car. This type of car has been sold well.” The manager took out his phone and made a phone call.

But it seemed that someone at the other end of the phone had said something and the manager became angered.

“Why didn’t you drive it to a foreign country? Don’t you know that demo cars are not allowed to drive to too far away? Will you pay the oil cost?”

The demo car was drove to the suburb area and it should take at least one hour to drive it back to the store.

Abbott asked him to detain Dolores and he had tried his best. Now that the demo car was not in the store, what should he do then?

“How about this? I will come here to have a try next time.” Dolores said and stood up. It was already four o’clock and Jessica and the children were about to come back home. They must have been tired after going out to have fun for a long while; therefore, she had to come back to cook the dinner and couldn’t waster time in the store.

The manager broke out in a sweat on his forehead, pondering what he should do now. He stole a glance at the office and found that Abbott was sitting on a chair cross-legged and was watching them through the window.

The manager felt helpless. The sales personnel didn’t provide satisfactory service to Dolores at the very beginning, and now the demo car was not present that she couldn’t have a test drive. What could he say now?

He handed Dolores a name card, saying, “Please call me when you come next time. I’ll serve you.”

Dolores took the name card and said, “Okay.”

Terry and Dolores then walked to the parking lot. Terry opened the car door for Dolores, “I didn’t expect that the manager of this store is so ‘amiable’.”

He was much more kind comparing to those sales personnel.

Dolores remained expressionless as she thought the manager was excessively hospitable.

Right at this moment, a car was parked near their car. Dolores casually cast a glance at it and saw the man who was getting out of the car.

a pair of black suit pants and he was wearing a baggy shirt. His

was staring

aback for a moment.

was not in short of

were several cars of limited editions in the garage in his villa, yet he seldom drove them. Maybe all men in the world were keen on cars and even if they wouldn’t drive them, they were eager to

Dolores and fixated his eyes on Dolores. There were surges

had never seen such a

comes that you’re here?”

off the car.” He

remained unmoved, “No need. Spill

she didn’t want

his eyes, “Are

…

This was

Dolores glared at him.

Had she offended him?

act like she had owned

to Matthew’s approach and walked over, asking,

him away and pounded on his face. How

the pound. Blood filled his mouth. He wiped the corner of his mouth and found there was blood

dumbfounded. He racked his memories and found he hadn’t come into contact with this man. Nevertheless, he felt quite familiar with

subjective of financial news and was

had he offended

people bully others

the car to check about Terry’s wounds. The skin on Terry’s mouth corner

you okay?” Dolores asked

Terry shook his head.

you insane? Why did you beat him out of

gotten the divorce certificates yet and you’re still my wife. Am I a blind that I couldn’t see

talking about?” Dolores knitted

hugged the

clear.” Dolores’ expressions also turned cold. Moreover, couldn’t she be together

He was too overbearing!

somewhere, produced his phone and showed Dolores the photo he took just now, “My car was having maintenance here and I passed by here when I was handling some affairs, so I decided to