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

Charles was upset because someone had interrupted his words. He gave Amelia a black look, “What's going on? Why are you acting hastily?”

Amelia took a breath, “A man is standing in front of the door with a crowd of people. He is asking you to hand his sister over to him.”

Charles and Dolores looked at each other for a split second. They could guess who was outside the door in their hearts without saying a word.

“I'll go out and take a look. Don't you go out and stay here,” there were only a few people in the villa. There was only Tom outside the door. Charles was afraid of hurting Dolores if conflict happened.

Dolores stood up. Could she avoid in the room if there was a conflict?

Moreover, she did not think that Lacey's brother was coming to save his sister. She was afraid that the man was to blackmail for benefits after he knew his sister knew Charles.

“I believe there will no conflict as long as you are willing to pay.”

Dolores said sarcastically. She sneered at how there could be people like the Ward family in the world.

Charles was poker-faced. He had a countermeasure for dealing with this. He raised his head and looked at Dolores, “I won't let you hurt in my place.”

He pushed his wheelchair to go out of the room after he finished speaking. Amelia silently followed along and stole a glance at Dolores.

She felt that Charles was so good to Dolores.

Jordan brought a dozen of fair-weather friends who had always eaten, drank, and played with him to Charles's place. He could not find Lacey, and he had managed to extract from his cousin that Lacey knew Charles. That was why he brought these people and came to Charles to look for his sister.

Charles seldom appeared in public because of his legs. The people of White City had heard the name of Charles and knew him. However, there were only a few people who had seen him. Jordan also had heard of his name but never see him.

“Ask Charles to come out. I want to ask him about where he got my sister,” Jordan sat on the rims of the fountain that was in front of the villa. He had a cigarette between his lips, and a crowd of punks was standing right behind Jordan.

Charles heard the words when he arrived at the door. He looked glum. He pushed his wheelchair to the door and said solemnly, “I'm Charles.”

Jordan saw Charles was in a wheelchair. He blinked and did not react for a moment.

“Ha! Ha! Charles White is a cripple. Some rumors about him are flying how powerful he is, but it turns out he is just a cripple!” Jordan slapped his thighs and laughed loudly.

Dolores frowned and was shocked by Jordan's ignorance.

Charles was poker-faced and looked at Jordan, who was laughing there. He was somewhat familiar with Jordan's face, and he seemed to have seen the face earlier.

out of Lacey's house last time. Jordan had laughed at him for being a cripple at that time, so Charles was impressed

looking for Lacey

he had asked Tom to send someone to keep a watch on Lacey. However, Tom did

not dare to contradict Charles and silently lowered his head. He only sent people to keep a watch outside the housing estate. How could he know what was going on

this time, “My

agreed with him. It made Jordan did not know how

the name of her brother. He could get some benefits from Charles if Charles did not hand Lacey over to him. However, Charles had admitted it immediately. How could

my sister, and I'll take her back home. If you think that my sister is somewhat

deep pockets, and he was the richest

and graved. He gripped the arms of his wheelchair tightly. Very well then. Charles could not believe Jordan would even sell

“Deal!” Charles promised Jordan.

elated by Charles's words. He did not expect Charles would promise him so quickly. He laughed heartily, “You're such a generous

crowd of punks behind him echoed as

you want?” Charles got out of his bad

it came to money. He rubbed his chin and thought for a while, “My sister looks good and can work for you as well. Since you are willing to buy her, she means somewhat useful to you, even if you're not like her. How about this? I sell her to you for one million yuan. She belongs to you as long as you give

I believe you? Are your words any use? She is

my words are useful, and I have the final say in my family. She is nothing but a no-father wild child adopted by my family. My family raised her since she was a child, and

ask her for

spoiled child was simple, even though he was shit, “It's quite all right that I asked her for money since my

Jordan, who kept claiming that they had

Did they raise her?

his eyes and controlled his emotions, “I want you to put it in

a hope to get money, “So, you will give me one

“For sure,” Charles said.

it to you,” Jordan agreed with Charles

paper and

around and went into the house to get a pen and paper, and then he handed them

past. He started to be a street thug since he was in junior high school. He did not know what to

and teach him what

and asked in a low voice, “What do you

said blandly, “Human

which Charles wanted to have evidence that

his words. All Jordan ever thought about was the