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

They were from the upper class in the society. They knew each other even though they were not engaged in business with each other.

They had an exchange of greetings when they met each other.

Declan looked at the madam’s glum expression. He smiled while asking, “What’s going on? Didn’t you serve Mr. Nelson well?”

The madam couldn’t wait to complain before Matthew could say anything. She felt wronged, but this denigrate Declan, “For the guests who came to the nightclub, who didn’t I serve carefully? Both of these guys roughed me up without any word. Furthermore, even if I had somewhere that I didn’t serve well, they couldn’t hit me inside for the sake of Mr. Bailey’s face. They obviously wanted to disgrace Mr. Bailey.”

Declan’s expression changed rapidly and varied from minute to minute before returning to calm. He raised his hand and slapped the Madam on the cheek.

The Madam was astounded by the slap, and her hand held her numb face. She stared inconceivably at Declan, and her eyes welled up with aggrieved tears. However, she didn’t dare to let the tears fall.

“I had given you face, hadn’t I? Who is he? Do you even dare to stir up trouble when you didn’t serve him well? Mr. Nelson is doing me the honor of coming, and he is giving me face. But who are you? Do you deserve to talk about your face here?” He was enraged by the Madam’s words. It was all about Matthew not giving him face throughout her words. What? Was she really hoping for a feud between him and Matthew just because of her?

Did she think that he was stupid and could be used by her?

Declan tipped the manager a wink, “Take her away and dump her in the worst brothel.

The worst brothel was equivalent to those special ‘hair salons’ in the small alley. The customer could have carnal knowledge of the woman as long as he paid the money. She had to receive many whoremasters in a single day.

this kind

At the very least, she deserved credit for her efforts, right? He really meant

grabbed Declan’s hand, “It’s my fault. I beg you

only left the expression of discomfiture.

onto Matthew, “Mr. Nelson, you say, what to do? After all, it was you who was offended

madam’s gaze also looked over, filled with regret and hatred. If the total number of men she had met here was not in the thousands, it was certainly in the hundreds. Which of them did not fall in love with her at first sight and wanted to get her to

someone who was so difficult to overcome. Furthermore, he had high social standing. Even Declan

her lip. She hoped that he would be merciful to her, “I was

didn’t even raise his eyelids. His voice, neither high nor low, echoed icily, “Mr. Bailey is really good at joking. What do your domestic affairs have

this issue. It was all of

like this. After all, neither of them had any hatred for the other. It was unworthy of

friend or even a cooperation partner. So,

licked his lips. He waved to the manager, “Don’t stay in front of

definitely unwilling to go. Her thin calves trembled, “I’ve made a mistake. I know I’ve made a mistake.” She flopped on her knees on the ground. She cried

Where are your eyes? You can’t even deal with a woman, can you?!” Declan was annoyed by being

wink to his subordinate and forcefully dragged the madam away.

want to have fun?” When he tugged on his collar, he appeared to be riffraff,

looked at him arrogantly, “I come to Mr. Bailey’s place, of course, is to look for some fun in this boring life. Or do you think I came here to discuss national