Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 898

Amanda stated what she wanted.

The man never hesitated before agreeing to her terms. This was because he wouldn’t incur many losses anyhow.

Furthermore, she was going to pay him way more than Lindsay had ever paid him.

The most important thing was her background was much formidable than Lindsay. He wouldn’t want to make himself an enemy of her.

Considering all of his men’s safety and well-being, it was more beneficial for him to gang up with Amanda. As the saying goes, a bird will always find a good branch to stand on.

She had to change with the times.

“Then, I will leave everything to you now. I will be in your debt.” Amanda stood up.

“Naturally.” The man followed suit, “Let me send you off.”

Amanda didn’t reject him.

“How should I address you?” Amanda asked.

“Just call me Marlon.” Marlon Leonard replied.

Amanda smiled at him.

The two of them seemed to have a lively exchange, and when the other men downstairs saw Marlon coming down, they greeted him, “Marlon.”

Marlon introduced these people to Amanda, “These are my friends.”

Amanda was caught off guard when he addressed those people as friends.

Marlon smiled and said, “My brothers who follow me are my family too.”

He was someone who valued kinship very much. These people are those who would blindly follow him to the ends of the earth.

“You don’t need to see me off.” Amanda smiled.

“Got it.” Marlon stood at the door, “Safe trip, Miss Nelson.”

Amanda nodded once before marching towards her car. Casimir opened the door for her and she bent down to enter it. Casimir jogged to the driver’s side and hopped on before turning on the engine and driving away.

Marlon only shut the door when the car disappeared out of his sight.

The man with the scar came to him and asked, “I see that you seem to have a lively conversation with that girl. Does that mean we have more jobs now?”

Marlon stopped smiling altogether and said gravely, “You lot can’t do this job.”

It was something he had to do with his own hands.

He glanced at his underlings who followed him around and said, “Be honest and keep your act clean from now on. Don’t go out without any reason.”

“Don’ you worry, we are always obedient.” The man with the scar said.

Someone on the sofa chipped in, “That’s right, you can rest assured. We know where the lines are drawn.”

He mumbled a response before going upstairs again. He fished out his phone to make a call while walking.

In the car.

Casimir who had stayed silent throughout the whole episode finally broke his silence when the car was further away, “Why did you reveal yourself to him? You had only met him, yet you aren’t afraid of him selling you out?”

Amanda put some of her weight against the window and gazed at the passing scenery. Her voice was calm, “He won’t. He should be wary of things.”

He was wary of her identity and background. She wasn’t about to expose herself, but she reckoned people would have known it anyway.

Everything was going smoothly at this point.

“Casimir, do you remember how you convince the police that I was supposedly dead?”

“I have asked someone to change the DNA record on the deceased,” Casimir replied.

“If you were to splash some money, do you think you can cover this whole thing up to the point that even Stanford wouldn’t have gotten wind of it?”

“What do you mean?” Casimir didn’t understand completely, “Do you mean that someone is helping us, so that is why things didn’t get exposed? And that someone made sure everyone is in the dark even until now?”

“Sigh.” Amanda let out a sigh.

“When things finally settle down…”

“What happens after that?” Casimir continued to probe.

Amanda looked at him, “Why are you being so busybody now?”

“Let me investigate about your father.” All of a sudden, Amanda changed the topic.

“That’s good.” Casimir smiled.

“However, you need to supply me with some leads.” Or else, how would she even start?

“Right, I have completely forgotten about it if you didn’t bring this up. The last time I went to see my mother, I discovered a photo of a man in one of the drawers near her bed. I have captured it on my phone.” Casimir’s expression was grave, “My hunch is that man is my father.”

“Does he resemble you in any way?”

Casimir shook his head, “Not really. I take after my mother more.”

Amanda leaned towards him and asked, “Where’s your phone? Let me take a look.”

“In my pockets,” Casimir said.

Amanda settled back into her seat, “Take it out for me.”