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.

of black suit pants and he was wearing a baggy shirt. His appearance in this place

man was staring at

for a moment.

in

several cars of limited editions in the garage in his villa, yet he seldom drove them. Maybe all men in the

car door for Dolores and fixated his eyes on Dolores. There were

as she had never seen such a Matthew who looked

that you’re here?” Dolores

off the car.” He

unmoved, “No

therefore she didn’t

his eyes, “Are you

…

This was a

Dolores glared at him.

Had she offended him?

owned him

to Matthew’s approach and

How dare he get so close to Dolores in front

caught out of guard, Terry took several steps backward due to the impact of the pound. Blood filled his mouth. He wiped

his memories and found he hadn’t come into contact with this man. Nevertheless, he felt quite familiar with him as if he had seen him somewhere

a regular subjective of financial news and was

he

bully others at

to check about Terry’s

okay?” Dolores asked

Terry shook his head.

Matthew, “Are you insane?

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

talking about?” Dolores knitted her brows

she hugged the other

Dolores’ expressions also turned cold. Moreover, couldn’t she be together with the other

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