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

Matthew raised his hand and looked at the time. About fourteen hours had passed since the incident, he was quick.

He knew that Dolores could never achieve her purpose and point towards the people she cared about the most.

He held the phone in is hands, collecting his thoughts slowly.

Not hearing Matthew’s voice, Samuel got a little worried. After all, Sampson was at home, so he couldn’t dare to say anything to Jessica, in case she couldn’t keep it in her stomach and accidentally let it slip at the wrong time. It was no good if Sampson found out about it.

“Should I call the police?” Samuel asked.

Matthew looked at Dolores for a moment, “Police? Why?”

Samuel was speechless.

Now that there was no evidence, that video could never be published. Anyway, there is just a small part in the video that can’t explain much.

“Then what?” Samuel asked anxiously.

Matthew casually leaned on the table, rubbing the edge of the table with his fingers and pondered for a bit. Then he asked, “Do you want to avenge your mommy?”

“Yes.” Samuel said without the slightest hesitation.

“Even if it puts you at risk?”

Samuel was taken aback for a bit, but he quickly understood what Matthew meant, “You asked me to follow Sampson. By the time he catches us, we can find the evidence that he broke the law. We don’t have to involve Mommy.”

Although Sampson was shameless, if such a thing was made public, Dolores reputation was also going to be damaged.

Matthew look at Dolores eyes, her expressions becoming more and more abstruse. Samuel was really sharp.

He understood his meaning so quickly.

“I dare.” Samuel said daringly, “But…”

Samuel rolled his eyes and closed his mouth again.

If Mommy knew that Matthew used them as bait, she was definitely going to be angry, right? He thought.

“But what?” Matthew asked.

“Nothing.” Samuel decided to stay quiet.

“You have to pretend that you don’t know anything, behave just like always, don’t let him doubt you. Keep the location open in your phone and leave the rest on me.”

“Okay.”

Samuel understood what to do.

After hanging up the phone, Matthew pressed a button on the landline phone to call Abbott to his office.

Abbott knocked on the

come in, he pushed the door open and walked towards

him in a low voice. After listening to Matthew’s words, Abbott glanced at Dolores. Was she going to be

her kids

“I got it!”

any mistakes, you go

“Okay.”

She was not interested in reading it, but she was bored and wanted

while

Matthew asked, “Would you like to see

referred to

got up and took

was on

Dolores avoided him, “If

pulled a long

was neither here nor there;

someone looked at it from outside, they

was not

the reception room. It was a short walk from Matthew’s

of the meeting room, Dolores was shocked by the view of the reception room. The interior decoration here was completely different from Matthew’s office. The dark table and chairs made the room feel calming. The right side of the room was opened up completely and fixed with a glass wall making the room brightly lit.

this room after all was used to receive guests, and discuss matters with them. This room needed

stood up, he had been somewhat ill at

motioned to him not to

the talk?” Matthew pulled up a chair to

at

her head to

this? Didn’t you used to like those Helen types?

family. He knew that she had changed her name but he didn’t want to

big.” It was obvious that Dolores and Helen were not of the

and simply looked at him coldly as he talked to

it quite quickly and put away his sloppy act said seriously, “You have to

just an ordinary person, it would have been easy to do, but the other party is someone

that simple. To make an

had already figured

gently on the table rhythmically,

was thinking so he stopped talking. He stood up, walked up to Dolores with a smile and introduced himself, “Let me introduce

him not knowing what

opened

known that he was from DC Law Firm and that he was the famous

only heard about him, but had never met

real

can avenge my brother this time. He thought

real you? Have you ever met a

and explained,

taller, straightening his collar which was not wrinkled at all, and said proudly, “That’s more