Paisley took the leather case with suspicion and opened it, only to find it filled with money—quite a lot of it. She was secretly delighted but pretended to decline. "How can I accept this? It's too much," she said modestly.
"We're husband and wife—no need for formalities," Elias replied with a hearty laugh, looking generous. "Besides, now that we're getting married, this money belongs to both of us."
Seeing this, Paisley stopped being coy and nodded. "Okay, thank you, Elias."
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, she left with the suitcase. As soon as she stepped out, a face, completely unrecognizable, appeared before her eyes.
"Ah! A ghost!" Paisley screamed, her eyes rolling back as she nearly fainted.
"What? What's wrong, wife?" Elias rushed to the door, and upon seeing the visitor, his expression immediately became respectful. "This isn't a ghost, it's Lord Cole. Wife, please greet him!"
