Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 701 Being Threatened

Abbott went out of the office and closed the door behind him. He lowered his head and looked at the number in his hand, and his facial expression instantly became hideous. He didn't need to check the number; he knew who did it.

"Mr. Baron." The secretary came out from the pantry and greeted him when he saw Abbott.

Abbott was so absorbed in his thought that he didn't notice anyone coming. When someone suddenly walked up to him and spoke to him, he was startled.

"Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here? What are you looking at? Why are you so engrossed with that thing in your hand?" While saying that, the secretary looked towards the paper in his hand.

Abbott covered the paper and said, "What are you looking at? Go back to work."

The secretary glimpsed at him, "You think I want to watch it? I can tell from your pale face that this must be an annoying task."

Abbott immediately touched his face and said, "My face doesn't look good?"

The secretary ignored him and went back to her seat with her water.

Abbott didn't ask further and walked towards the elevator. Then, he glanced around and made sure that no one was around him. After that, he quickly ran into the stairway, took out his phone, and dialed it. The phone call went through, but no one answered the call. Abbott called again with a gloomy face.

The call finally got through after the third call.

Abbott questioned the other party furiously, "What are you trying to do?!"

"Why are you so angry? I'm swimming, so I don't have my phone with me. Do you have to be so fierce? You are scaring me." Emma was draped with a white towel, sitting on a recliner. She touched her feet and said, "Why are you so anxious? Do you need something from me?"

Abbott clenched his teeth, "You know what you did!"

Emma laughed, "I really don't know what you are talking about. But if you are talking about sending a text message to your boss's wife, I admit it that was me. So, what do you want me to do now?" "Stop it!"

"Fine. But you will need to ask your boss to meet me at Hyatt Hotel. Then, I'll stop..."

"In your dreams!" Abbott rudely interrupted her before Emma could finish her sentence.

Emma fluffed her hair, "If you don't agree, then tell me your boss's daily whereabouts. I'm going to continue sending text messages to his wife too. If I remember correctly, his wife is going to give birth, right? I wonder if anything will happen to her if she gets too upset..."

"Enough!" Abbott shouted angrily, "What exactly do you want?"

"What do I want?" Emma laughed, then she suddenly said in a cold tone, "He killed my dad and put my brother in jail. What do you think I want?"

"They can only blame themselves for that!"

"Abbott, are you going to deny the relationship between us?"

"You set me up..."

"Even if I had set you up, it doesn't hide the fact that you have slept with me. I have video evidence, and it only has your face and your naked body in it. If I sell this to the pornographic website or the news media, I can probably fetch a good price for it. You can become famous too..."

"Emma Bailey!" Abbott was so anxious until his face turned pale. If he could, he really wanted to strangle this woman to death.

He never thought that he would be drugged when he went to the bar for a drink. Furthermore, he slept with this woman unknowingly. It would be fine if it was just a normal one-night stand. Who knew, this woman took his "nude photo" and video and even used them to threaten him.

Emma actually wanted to target Matthew. But she really couldn't replace a chance; therefore she could only target the people beside him.

She had also considered Armand before. But after much observation, she found out that Armand wasn't an easy target, and even if she had succeeded, it might not be an easy task to threaten him. In the end, she targeted Abbott.

Abbott tried to calm down, "Let's meet up and talk first."

Emma smiled and asked, "Do you miss me?"

Abbott tightened his grip on his phone, "Stop the nonsense. Let's meet up at the bar from the last time."

"Okay," Emma answered him.

Abbott hung up the phone, gently opened the stairway door, and cautiously glanced outside. When he was sure that no one was there, he quickly came out and took the elevator down. After he went out of the company building, he drove to the bar where he had met Emma last time.

Emma arrived even earlier than him. When he arrived at the bar, Emma was already waiting for him there.

She wore a black halter dress and crossed her legs, sitting on the sofa seat. Abbot quickly walked forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into a private booth.

Emma stroked his chest and laughed, "Why so anxious..."

"Can you have some dignity?" Abbott clenched his teeth.

Emma laughed, "Is Mr. Baron a gentleman now? You were quite wild when you slept with me."

Abbott clenched his grips, "Tell me. What do I need to do for you to destroy those things?"

Emma withdrew her hand, walked forward to the sofa, and sat down. Then, she bent down and pour herself a glass of wine from the table. She elegantly held the wine glass in her hand and gently swayed it, "What do you think? Am I short of money, or men?"

Abbott didn't say anything but stared fixedly at her.

As the saying goes, the more beautiful women are, the more dangerous they will turn out to be. This might be true. The woman in front of him is so poisonous. Once you are infected, you would be tortured endlessly even if you didn't die from the poison!

"I only have one motive. He had destroyed my family, so I want him to suffer as much as I did." Emma suddenly raised her head, and her eyes were as sharp as blades, "Mr. Baron, if your father and brother dies and goes to prison, what will you do? Just pretend like it never happened before?"

"None of these will even happen if they are good people. They only have themselves to blame for what happened to them, so how could you blame others for it? Your brother could have left the country and lived a free life overseas, but instead, he was looking for trouble himself, so who can save him? You are only a woman, so how are you going to seek revenge? Other than selling your body, what else can you do?

Abbott tried to convince Emma, "Just let it go. You have your own life to live. Why do you want to ruin your own life for them? I know my boss well, and I am very sure that you won't be a match for him. If he knows that you are the one behind this, you won't be able to get away so easily!"