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 catch was hers!

Rising Glory Mall, ready to get in touch with Kital,

that really you? I’ve missed

Noella was puzzled.

was this nutjob?

soccer team when he spotted a figure in

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.

kind of big, sick

not Mr. Lambert’s daughter. I’ve been unable

frowned. “Who the

I know you still resent me, but it’s pointless. You must have feelings,

know

gagged on her breakfast.

you can

Your family won’t need to buy oil for the next decade; you’re greasy

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

numbered down to their height, weight,

I can’t live without

raised her hand and slapped Milford

use his physical strength to pull her hand into his embrace, instead

Milford was stunned.

hit

distance, Briony screamed, “Ahh! Noella, you bitch, stay away from Milford!”

she raced over. Seeing Milford holding his face, she

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still bugging

know Briony and I were coming to Master

Milford’s arm, displayed her claim. “Sis, I know you still have eyes for Milford. but he’s my fiancée, and you have nothing to do with him. Please don’t disrupt

So pretentious.

“If you’re sick in the head,

top, suddenly saw the still–closed mall

entrance, his usually cold face

“Noella, come here.”

over to Beckett, and soon

“Mom, what’s going on with Noella?

to crawl back to her backwater 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

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