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

“Mr. Donald, our Mr. James wants to meet you,” said Atwood.

Blithe said naturally, “Since the CEO of J&Y Group invited me, I should go meet him. Where should I meet him?”

“The box of the top floor, Royal Club. Mr. James will be waiting for you there at seven o’clock,” answered Atwood.

“Okay. Please let Mr. James know I’ll be there.”

“Okay. I’ll go back to inform him now. Thank you so much Mr. Donald. In the future, if you need me to do anything, please feel free to let me know.”

Blithe waved his hand, “No hurry. We can talk about it later.”

Atwood said, “Okay. See you, Mr. Donald.”

Blithe hummed to answer.

Seven o’clock.

On the top floor of Royal Club, in the private box with the best view, Stanford had arrived earlier than planned.

This box was in the innermost of the corridor. It had a huge French window that occupied the whole wall. A dining table was placed next to the window. Sitting at the table, they could see the night view of the whole city.

Blithe arrived right at seven. Atwood was waiting at the door. When seeing Blithe, he walked up to him immediately and greeted him enthusiastically, “Goode evening, Mr. Donald.”

Blithe nodded in response.

“Mr. James is in the box now.”

Atwood showed him in.

Soon, they arrived at the door. Atwood pushed the door of the box open, “This way please, Mr. Donald.”

Blithe entered.

Stanford stood up from the chair. He greeted Blithe, “Good evening, Mr. Donald.”

walked to him, “Good

withdrew his hand and said,

sat down and asked directly, “Mr. James, did you want to see me

down. Without hiding,

Blithe picked up a glass of water in front of him and

for Stanford,

think Stanford would take the initiative

answered, “No,

raised his eyebrows, “I see. Mr. James, what can

should receive

that Stanford wanted

as I know, Ms. Leroy has been working for you for a long time, Mr. James. Don’t you treasure your friendship at

Right then, the hotel.

informed Abbott about it. Abbott had installed the audio monitoring system in this box in advance, so he

had already got ready to beat Stanford up. However,

calmed Abbott down

Stanford hadn’t lost all conscience. He could still

denied the last thought. Stanford

want to avenge because of things that had happened

In the box.

Blithe. He said, “She’s just an

The fire wasn’t caused because she had committed suicide. Instead, it was the suspect Lindsay Leroy who set it up. Mr.

table slowly intertwined. He looked quite calm

a bit, “I love her very much. Her death broke my heart. I hope the murderer who had killed her should be punished by the

slightly raised his eyebrows, “I remember

down a bit, his eyelashes trembling, “Yes,

got married.” His voice wasn’t so cold and aggressive as usual. Instead, he sounded lack in

was based on love only, he guessed

could you tell me what kind

her crime circumstances were bad and had a great impact. Even if she is not sentenced to death, she will be sentenced to life imprisonment. I think depriving a person of lifelong