NovelOnlineChapter 1905 The door creaked open, revealing Lucas in a casual all-black attire.
"I heard from your right-hand man that you...wanted to see me?" asked Melody warily.
Lucas stayed silent, coldly turning and heading inside. Melody reluctantly followed.
The interior of the house was elegantly simple, yet it exuded an expensive aura that outshone anything the Sanders' residence owned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMelody stood in the living room, keeping a cautious distance. "Why did you bringhere?" "Sit." Lucas placed a folder on the table. "If there's anything you're not happy with, we can still make changes." Melody picked up the folder, confused. When she turned to the first page, the bold words left her dumbfounded. "Marriage agreement? What does this mean? Who's getting married?" "You and me." Lucas casually sipped his coffee as if his words were perfectly reasonable.
Melody glanced through the agreement. In essence, it outlined her marrying Lucas and maintaining the marriage for a year in exchange for an annual compensation of one million dollars.
'Does he want to turninto his sugar baby? He really seesas someone willing to sell myself for money,' Melody thought with a mix of frustration and disbelief.
"Excuse me. When did I agree to marry you?" Melody found the whole agreement to be ludicrous, so she closed the folder and placed it back on the table. "I have no interest in what's written here. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now!" As she stood up to leave, her phone rang. It was a call from her mother.
Lucas observed coldly as Melody walked away, neither making a move to stop her nor uttering a word. After all, if it were not for the need to appease his grandparents, he would not even consider marrying someone like her. After Melody left the hotel that morning, Beatrice's nagging phone call about marriage cflooding in, accompanied by another round of scolding.
As Cedric and Beatrice aged, their concerns about Lucas' marital status grew. They would find potential matches for him at every opportunity, hoping he would marry soon.
At first, Beatrice used to consider Lucas' opinion before setting up these meetings, but she began notifying him of the date and location without bothering about what he would think.
"Grandma, I've told you. I'm not ready for marriage yet," said Lucas.
Beatrice's expression darkened. "Are you trying to give US a stroke by vexing your grandpa andsom much? We're not getting any younger, ת.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand our biggest wish is to see all of you kids settled down. Otherwise, I won't be able to rest in peace, and neither will your grandpa." Whenever Lucas mentioned not wanting to get married, Beatrice responded with tic threats of her demise.
"Lucas, be honest with me. Are you.Jnto guys or something?"
Lucas' calm demeanor finally as cracked for a moment, but just as swiftly, he regained is composure.
"No, Grandma. I have a fiancee. I'll bring her around to meet you in a few days." "Fiancee? Seriously?!" Beatrice clearly doubted his words.
Lucas glanced at the 200 dollars on the floor and cup with a om compromise in his mind. "Well, Grandma, you'll know I'm serious when I bring her in to visit you."
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