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

A man who had followed Cody stood on the deck of the boat and pointed at Armand who was searching for Theresa Gordon in the sea.

Cody looked over and it looked like a person. Now he desperately needed to find out where Phoebe Lewis was. It was good for him to have someone alive now and he asked someone to drive the boat over.

Armand and he knew each other, but hadn’t dealt with each other much and hadn’t paid any money. They were just strangers who knew each other.

He stood at the bow of the boat, got a good look at the person in the water and shouted, “Where’s Phoebe?”

Armand tilted his head and the water droplets running down his hair blurred his vision, but he could vaguely see his appearance and knew that the person coming was Cody, “Help me to find someone and I’ll tell you where she was.”

Cody sneered, “You’re in such a situation now, how can you still negotiate with me? If I don’t save you, you’ll die here.”

How could he have come all of a sudden?

Something must have happened and it had something to do with Phoebe, so that’s why he had come here to look for her.

“I only have this one condition. If you don’t agree, I’ve no choice indeed. However, you’ll also never know her whereabouts.”

He thought for a moment. Since the relationship between Armand and Matthew Nelson wasn’t a secret and now his father had a business cooperation with Matthew, he was afraid that there would be repercussions if Armand really died as he didn’t save him.

Moreover, he couldn’t afford to make any more trouble as now that company was in trouble because of Phoebe.

“Okay, I’ll help you to find the person.” He had come to catch Phoebe, so he had brought a number of people with keen swimming skills.

“Who are you looking for?” he asked.

“Woman,” Armand said.

He seemed to read the subtlety and he waved his hand for the men to jump into the sea, “Do your best to find someone.”

It was indeed difficult to find a person in the vast ocean. The more time that passed, the slimmer the hope of being rescued.

They expanded their search grid.

Suddenly someone shouted, “There’s someone here!”

Armand swam over quickly and his heart beating faster as he got closer. He felt anticipative and fearful at the same time, expecting it was Theresa while fearing that she had …

When he got closer, he slowly saw the face. Even though the soaked hair covered most of the face, he still felt it was Theresa.

man away, hugged her and swam towards the boat that was resting

down and reached out to feel her heart. There was still a

He yelled.

a look at him and told the men to

“Dry clothes.”

the jacket down

two seconds,

was afraid that she would freeze. His clothes were

his eyes

Armand cursed, “Fuck you.”

her with the outer cover, praying

knelt on one knee and his mind was still flashing back her calm and determined look to die

there was unexploded bomb

detonator, not the bomb on Theresa’s body. In fact, Armand cut the right wire and the numbers were fixed at the end, thus

incoherent. It was a bomb after all. Who knew if it would

out?” someone

the bomb away! Stupid!” he was

about to touch the bomb

just want to …” He pointed at the bomb

he quickly ripped it off. At the moment it was ripped off, the numbers which had stopped

Boom!

he threw it out,

several metres high and fell

boat, causing the boat to sway and the water smashed

were frightened and hiding everywhere,

recovered his wits and cursed, “Fuck, that

wouldn’t work as it had never exploded. If Armand threw it

again, who would tie a bomb on

This was too vicious.

he thought of something else, “Did

as he wasn’t in the

“Where’s Phoebe?” he asked.

gloomy, “She

one saved her, she would definitely die in the

opened his

the score with her