Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap Chapter 910: It Stinks

For some reason, Amanda felt warm in her heart upon hearing his words.

She believed that Casimir had taken her as his real friend so he could be so considerate when thinking
in her shoes.

She couldn’t help but recall her former friends.

Suddenly, she lowered her head and let out a self-mockery laugh.

Casimir didn’t know what went wrong. He noticed that she bent down her head and looked quite
depressed, so he thought that she was angry. He asked, “Are you angry?”

“Nope. Why would I be angry?” Amanda looked up at him. Seeing that he was still naked, she looked
away, “Hurry up and put on your clothes. The waiter will deliver breakfast later. You don’t look decent...”

Before Amanda finished her words, Casimir interrupted her, “So what? I’m better than those young
pretty men on TV. Some superstars only have a good look without any use. When they were naked,
probably they only have fat. Look at me. How strong I am!”

Amanda stood up, “Do you want to put on the clothes or not. If not, I’ll go use my bathroom.”

Casimir was speechless.

He wasn’t happy with her attitude.

He wondered if he was truly that ugly.

Looking down at himself, he denied it.

“Could you save your strong body to your future girlfriend?” Amanda pushed him, “Hide your beautiful
body, will you?”



Casimir laughed and walked into the bathroom, “You are right. If others fall in love with me when seeing
my body, I don’t want to be chased after.”

Amanda choked up.

She thought that Abbott wasn’t so narcissistic.

She couldn’t help doubting if Casimir was truly Abbott’s son.

“By the way, Amanda.” The door was suddenly opened. Casimir poked out his head, “I can’t put on my
changed clothes at all. It stinks with the alcohol smell.”

Amanda looked at him in silence.

“What’s your point?” she held her arms across her chest.

“Hee hee... Could you buy the clothes for me please? Also get me a man’s underwear.” Casimir smiled
brightly at her.

Amanda picked up the cushion on the sofa and tossed it on him, “You can be naked. I have my clothes.
I’ll go out.”

“Aren’t we friends? Please do me a favour!”

“I’m sorry but I can’t!”

Buying him a man’s underwear.

He’d better dream on.

In the end, Casimir still put on the clothes that he took off.



After tidying themselves up, the breakfast was delivered by the hotel.

They pulled to open the curtains, and the room was quite bright. Some fresh air came in. They were
having breakfast at the table while chatting.

“Do you have any favourite male stars?” asked Casimir.

Amanda answered, “No, I don’t.”

“You are so boring.”

Amanda didn’t understand why he said so.

“Do you have any favourite female stars?” Amanda asked him.

“Of course.”

“Who is it?”

“I don’t want to tell you.”

Amanda was speechless.

She took a sip of the milk, “I don’t want to know it.”

Casimir smiled. He shared a piece of potato with cheese on his plate with her, “Try this. It’s quite
yummy.”

Amanda picked it up and put it in her mouth.

It truly tasted good - the good smell of cheese plus the softness of the potato tasted crispy outside and
tender inside after it was baked.



On the other side, Stanford walked out of the hotel. He looked cold. Without having breakfast, he got in
the car and drove away.

He drove pretty fast. Since it wasn’t rush hour yet, not so many cars were on the road. Otherwise, he
wouldn’t be able to speed up at all.

As soon as he entered the company, he asked the secretary to inform all the department managers to
have a meeting.

It seemed that he could forget the scene that Casimir was holding Simona only if he was busy.

He didn’t know what happened.

In fact, he truly disliked that feeling a lot.

He didn’t like it when he had a different feeling for another woman instead of Amanda.

It made him feel that he had betrayed her.

Although he used to hate her, he never thought that he would fall in love with another woman in the
future.

He was in the meetings for the whole morning. Stanford continued assigning tasks, making the busy
office tenser at work.

All employees could tell that Stanford wasn’t in a good mood. They dared not to provoke him, just
working hard quietly.

No one dared to talk.

The morning passed pretty quickly.



When it was almost lunchtime, a secretary knocked on the door of Stanford’s office with a box in her
hand.

Stanford had taken off his suit jacket. He also unbuttoned two buttons on his white shirt, exposing his
sexy and slender neck. His necktie was pulled loose, hanging on his neck. He didn’t look as neat as
usual. Instead, he looked a bit annoyed.

Upon hearing the knock, he answered in a deep tone, “Come in.”

He didn’t raise his head at all.

Soon, the secretary pushed the door open and walked in. She stopped in front of his desk and said,
“Excuse me, Mr. James. The front desk received an express mail when you were having a meeting
earlier this morning.”

An express mail?

Stanford looked up.

The secretary gave him the box and said, “Your name is written in the receiver’s column.”

Stanford never bought things online. He wondered who would send him an express mail.

“What’s inside?” he asked.

The secretary shook her head. She didn’t dare to open it, so how would she know?

“I’m not sure. It’s quite light, though.”

“Put it down,” he said flatly.

The secretary put down the box and left the office, closing the door.



Stanford looked down and continued to read the document, but he couldn’t calm down at all. Closing
the file, he looked at the box on the table. A moment later, he reached out to take it over, cut the tape
by the tip of his pen. He saw a USB drive inside.

A USB drive again?

Last time, Marlon gave one to him. Stanford wondered what was in this one.


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