Mrs. Taylor's eyes flashed with anger, and she snorted, "Miss Evans, I hope you understand we're not discussing with you, we're informing you. My son is the most esteemed Mr. Mamet of the Brooke family, countless women would kill to marry us. It's your honor to have my son's attention. If it wasn't for his interest in you, I would never allow a woman of your status to marry into our family. You should be thanking me, not speaking to me in this tone!"
"I don't care whether you're willing or not, this matter is settled. Right now, you'll take all your assets and return with us to Yittaland. From here onwards, behave like a proper wife to my son. As long as you truly care for my son, he will also treat you well."
After Mrs. Taylor finished speaking, she kindly looked at her son, "Wesley, quickly take Miss Evans to leave."
Wesley took several steps forward, stammering, "Miss Evans, I really like you, you are the...most beautiful woman I've seen, I won't bully you..."
