The Wrong Woman

"Mom," Imogen said with a hint of frustration, "You shouldn't jump to conclusions about people."

Carol's anger flared at Imogen's words. She retorted sharply, "I've lived longer than you! What could you possibly know?"

Feeling resigned, Imogen replied, "Mom, we've reached this point. Whether you accept it or not, we have to move forward."

Carol laughed in exasperation, her fists clenched. "How can we not accept it? You've married into a prestigious and wealthy family. We should be ecstatic.

"But, Imogen, have you seen those female celebrities? They have fame, fortune, and prestigious careers. Yet even after marrying into wealthy families, they still face constant scrutiny!

"Some end up doing menial tasks for their mothers-in-law. Do you really think these affluent households can't hire someone for such duties?

"It all comes down to social status. If you don't come from a similar background, you'll always feel inferior in your husband's family!"

Jasper remained silent as he observed Gregory and Carol's pessimistic attitudes. He understood that changing their perspective wouldn't happen overnight.

Nevertheless, Jasper empathized with their concerns after all, their social circles were vastly different.

Gregory and Carol had earned

and Carol. She stood up resolutely and declared, "This is where things stand. I've spoken my mind. If

room and closed the door behind

appearing slightly flustered as they turned to

I hope you won't dwell too much on the negatives or be overly pessimistic. I'm confident that Imogen will be happy." Carol managed a

superficial, she might have been thrilled that

was apprehension and fear. She couldn't help but worry that Imogen's humble background might pose challenges in her new life

to meet both of you. They're planning a casual

tensed with anticipation, his eyes widening in surprise. "General Morrison wants to meet with

clarified, "My parents simply want to meet the two of you. It's not a formal meeting with the general or

Carol nervously swallowed. She reached out with her weathered rough hands toward Gregory, gently touching his aged cheek "Look at

couldn't help but feel

really

do you have any free time?" Jasper

Despite

"When?" asked Gregory.