Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 1055

He didn't even dare to say who Amanda really was. Because he could see that Hilary was an extremely possessive and jealous person.

He didn't want Hilary to think otherwise.

"Since she's just Stanford's ex-girlfriend, there's nothing to be afraid of." She looked at Atwood, "My friend helped me out with an idea."

"What idea?" Atwood looked at Hilary's face and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Hilary pulled him aside and asked him in a whisper, "Is Mr. James a good man?"

Atwood was speechless.

What kind of bullshit question was that?!

"Is he a responsible man?" Hilary asked more bluntly.

Atwood then understood, "Of course. How can a man without integrity and responsibility get to where he is today? There are a lot of women who like Mr. James. If you're going to give up, I won't force you."

He first explained, then made concessions to gain advantages.

"When did I say I was giving up? There's never been anything I've wanted that I haven't been able to get." She leaned closer to Atwood and voiced her friend's idea, "Since Mr. James is responsible if I had sex with him, would he marry me?"

Atwood froze for a moment.

Well ...

"What's wrong?" Hilary raised an eyebrow, "Didn't you say that you would help me unconditionally? Why aren't you talking?"

Atwood swallowed, "Well ... well, it's not going to be easy to succeed, is it? Now Mr. James doesn't seem to have a good feeling about you ..."

Atwood was speechless.

How had he not found before that Hilary was such an open woman?

"Why aren't you talking?" Hilary let out a laugh, "You're feeling guilty?"

Atwood cleared his throat and said, "I think it's more reliable for you to cultivate your relationship with Mr. James slowly. It's not going to last long with just your appearance and body, is it? I think it's better to do it my way."

"So tell me, what is the success rate with your way, and how much time would I need to waste?" She raised her voice, "Just give me a time and the success rate."

Atwood was speechless, for he was also unsure.

"You can't say anything? Because you don't know yourself, do you?" Hilary read Atwood's mind and said, "Now I'll give you two ways. One is to agree to my idea and help me, or two, we'll end our cooperation completely, and then I'll go and tell Stanford that you arranged all my visits to his house, and I'll also take those clothes you sent me to show him, and ask if they're the style he likes."