ELLA'S POV:
Jason blinked at me, utterly baffled. "Ella, what is going on?"
"My father," I began, narrowing my eyes at the man in question, "has decided that you're the perfect candidate for his 'condition.'"
Jason frowned. "Condition for what?"
"For me to take over the Kingsley Empire when married," I said flatly, crossing my arms over my chest.
Jason's eyes widened, and his jaw slackened as the weight of my words sunk in. "Wait. You're saying… he wants me to—"
"To marry me, yes," I said bluntly, cutting him off.
Jason's gaze darted between my father and me, his expression a mix of shock, confusion, and something else I couldn't quite place. "Is this some kind of joke?" he finally asked, addressing my father.
