“Does your family own any land or valuable property?” she asked coldly before even offering me something to drink.
I answered honestly without hiding anything. My father had d!ed years earlier, my mother survived on the modest earnings from her tiny stationery store, and I had supported myself ever since I was young.
She released a short, mocking laugh.
“Young women these days really think marrying a hardworking man is some kind of career plan,” she remarked with obvious disdain.
Brandon was furious after hearing her words, but I gently held his hand and asked him not to argue.
From that very day, I realized she had already selected another future daughter-in-law named Rachel, the wealthy daughter of a powerful construction materials businessman.
Madeline had planned every detail of that match. If Brandon married Rachel, there would be free land, profitable city contracts, and a much larger company waiting for her son.
