Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 10

She knew the language of A Country.

Even if she wasn’t sure whether Dolores was the woman the night before, Helen was certain now!

“Ms. White?” Helen’s aid didn’t understand why Helen suddenly stopped in front of the HR waiting room and continued. “The meeting is about to start soon.”

Helen handed the document in her hand to her aid. “You take the document to Mr. Nelson first, I’ll go over it later.”

“Then you can start working tomorrow.” As there were only a few people who knew the language of A Country , even though Dolores had no work experience, it would be sufficient if she knew the language of A Country .

Dolores stood up and bowed slightly. “Thank you.”

She happily walked out of the interview room. After she came out, Helen walked in.

“The woman just now doesn’t meet the requirements for the job, we shouldn’t hire her.”

“Although she has no work experience, she knows the…”

“So it doesn’t really matter what I say, does it?” Helen spoke sternly.

Helen was Matthew’s secretary and his girlfriend, and she’d become the new young lady of the Nelson family. Who dared to offend her?

Although the interviewer felt it wasn’t a good idea, he still answered.

“Alright.”

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Dolores, walking out of the tower, was elated. For the first time in a long time, she felt hope for her future. Her life was finally looking up.

She took a cab from the WY Group to the house of the Flores family.

The ride wasn’t long and soon the cab stopped in front of the Flores family. Dolores paid the driver and got out of the car. She walked in with light and steady paces.

In the living room, Beulah, who was wearing a silk nightgown that showed off her alluring figure, was sitting on the sofa.

When Beulah saw Dolores, she raised her delicate eyebrows, “Why, if it isn’t Dolores.”

Dolores gazed at Beulah’s wrist and saw she was wearing a jade bracelet and frowned. Dolores had seen it in her mother’s jewelry box when she was a child. Her mother said that her grandmother gave the bracelet to her.

But it had been given to Beulah instead.

Dolores contained herself. “I’m here to see Randolph Flores.”

Beulah fiddled with her exquisitely manicured nails without looking up at Dolores. “I’m sure your life after marrying a cripple is not smooth, right?”

“It’s none of your business.” Dolores mumbled and asked again, “Is Randolph here?”