My Mute Bride

Chapter 3,My Mute Bride

Meanwhile, the Hudson Residence was ringing with cheers and laughter. Blessed with incredibly pretty looks, Amber was holding Jefferey’s arm as she pleaded like a spoiled child, “Please buy me a Maserati, Dad. Our family received 10 million from the Burtons, so we don’t have to worry about money anymore!”

Jefferey was sitting on a chair and reading a newspaper. Upon hearing her words, he turned his head and glared at her peevishly. “How could you have the cheek to ask for a luxury car? You refused to marry into the Burtons when you were asked to. I really have no idea what you were thinking about. The Burtons are so rich; would you not have whatever you wanted once you married into the family?” Amber wrinkled her nose with a disdainful expression.

“Dad! Justin Burton looks extremely ugly and is said to have an eccentric character. It disgusts me just to think about him, so I’ll never agree to marry him! Rachel, that forsaken mute, married him in my stead, didn’t she?” she protested before pausing for a moment. Then, she rolled her eyes and smiled slyly. “I would be willing to get married if I were to marry Julian Peters, though. He is said to be a Doctor of Medicine in France.

ideal type of person.” She’s the apple of my eye, after all—I have spoiled her ever since she was a child. I can’t force her to marry someone she dislikes, but she has become more and more unreasonable as I spoil her, Jefferey thought to himself. He poked Amber in

her chin disdainfully. “Even if she wasn’t there to substitute for me, there would be someone else. Perhaps she’s only too eager to marry into the

money, but there was no need for his little princess to worry about this. Even though Rachel was also his own daughter, a mute who had been left in a remote mountain village for many years before resuming her relationship with him had no comparability with a beloved

Jefferey answered the phone, his countenance changed all of

something. Amber was seated near Jefferey, and she turned ghastly pale when she heard that the money that should have come to their hands was gone. “What should we do, Dad?” Jefferey knitted his

her lucky stars. “It’s lucky that I didn’t marry him. It’s crude for that sc*m to go back on his word!” Then, she looked at her father and asked hesitantly, “What should we do

Well, Justin can only resign himself to getting ripped off! In the