Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 921

Lindsay opened her eyes in despair. "Could, could you really be so cruel?"

Stanford didn't want to say another word to her and he walked away.

"Stanford James!" Lindsay cried, "Do you really want to watch me doom?"

Stanford left without hesitation, without showing any single kindness.

He had no intention to save her at all.

Atwood glanced at her at the entrance and sighed slightly. He knew Stanford's temper. Lindsay had committed the crime of murder and the victim was even Amanda. That was his limit.

So even if Lindsay cried and repented now, Stanford won't save her.

"Atwood..." Lindsay panicked. Now she wanted to seize anyone who may be willing to save her. Atwood was her last hope. "Help me."

"Seeing that we have worked together for so long and are friends, can you bear to watch me doom?"

Atwood stopped. "You have to face the consequence of your action. No one can save you."

With that, he quickly followed Stanford and went out.

The weather today was particularly good. It was sunny, but they can't feel the warmth.

They even felt a little chilly.

Atwood got into the car and started the engine. "Shall we go back to the company?"

Stanford nodded.

Atwood backed the car out of the garage and drove towards the company.

After a while, when there was still a short distance from the company, Atwood saw a lot of people at the entrance.

"Mr. James." Atwood looked back. "Look there."

Stanford saw it.

"What's going on? Those people seem to be journalists from the media." Atwood pulled over and said, "I'll go and have a look."

Generally, there would be not something good. Since it even happened at the entrance of the company, it must be going after him.

Stanford said, "Drive the car over."

He would like to see who dared to make trouble at the entrance of the company.

Atwood hesitated. "What if you avoid it? In case..."

"Let's go." Stanford made up his mind. It was useless for Atwood to persuade him.

He can only drive the car over.

The car soon stopped.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "This is Stanford James' car."

The car was soon surrounded.

Atwood got off with a cold look. "What are you doing here?"