Chapter 15

“President, Mr. Sexton has been itching for you to tie the knot so he can cuddle his great–grandchildren already.”

Palmer replied with a cool detachment, “He’s already got three great–grandkids, and with his current health, he can’t even lift one.”

The youngest of the Pollack family’s great–grandchildren was five, and last year, Sexton threw his back out picking one of them up, and he was laid up in bed for two weeks.

Xander was speechless.

“Don’t be so hardheaded with Mr. Sexton. His health isn’t great, and besides, the Pollack family and the Schnabel family are well–matched. The Schnabel boys are all top–notch, and Ms. Schnabel is surely no slouch, either.

This marriage has been set for ages, decided by the Schnabel and Pollack families together. You’ve got to consider the reputation of the Schnabel family, too.”

Palmer slightly lifted his eyelids. “Zip it, or you’ll be the one marrying Ms. Schnabel.”

Xander quickly clammed up. He was fifty–three, not exactly in the marrying age bracket!

At Rising Glory Mall

Briony clutched her little purse, her eyes brimming with eagerness. “Mom, is the handkerchief we reserved finally in stock? We gotta snag it this time!”

Master Azure’s designs required not just a reservation but a mad dash to purchase.

Even with a reservation, it was just a ticket in whether you can actually buy anything is a

matter of fate.

Belinda chuckled with pride. “Of course, for my darling daughter, I’ve rallied all our servants to help nab that Master Azure design. Didn’t you say Milford’s coming with you today, sweetheart?”

Briony blushed, shyly saying, “Milford texted that he’s stuck in traffic. He’ll be late.”

Just thinking about her gentle and tall fiancé, soon to be all hers, Briony felt a surge of pride.

The Rosenbergs had a slightly higher standing than the Lamberts; Belinda had to pull all sorts of strings for the Lamberts to climb the social ladder through the Rosenbergs, but luckily, Briony has always been close with Milford since young.

The mother and daughter waited in line to enter the mall, with Briony standing on tiptoes, scanning the crowd for Milford.

There would be plenty of socialites here today; she had to keep an eye on Milford and show

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women that such a

entered Rising Glory Mall, ready to get in

I’ve

Noella was puzzled.

was this nutjob?

spotted a figure in a light green dress, graceful and alluring,

It was Noella!

though you’re no longer Mr. Lambert’s daughter, in my eyes, you’re still my fiancée. If you’re willing. I can take you back to the Rosenberg family

Noella was speechless.

big, sick joke was this?

Mr. Lambert’s daughter. I’ve been unable

“Who the heck

but

a grudge. I know you love

on her

you

won’t need to buy oil for the next

for being a playboy, always on the prowl for pretty women, with nine out

numbered down to their height, weight, and menstrual cycles…

can’t live without

of the nonsense, raised her hand and slapped Milford across the face.

hand into his

Milford was stunned.

hit

“Ahh! Noella,

raced over. Seeing Milford holding his face, she felt a

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still bugging you?

you know Briony and I

still have eyes for Milford. but he’s my fiancée, and you have nothing to do with him. Please don’t disrupt our life, okay?”

So pretentious.

Belinda and Briony. “If you’re sick in the head, go

about to blow her top, suddenly saw the still–closed mall doors swing

the entrance, his usually cold face softened

“Noella, come here.”

soon

wondered, “Mom, what’s going on with Noella?

town and decided to use her pretty face to snag a rich guy! She’s really living up to her lowly fate. Briony, if she ever comes crawling to you, you better give her the

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