Jayson, clad in a bespoke suit, wore a faint smile as his gaze settled on my face. "Miss Graham, I am not a member of the Calderon Family. I cannot give you the life you desire."
"If you follow me, you'll suffer hardship."
I returned his words with an even brighter smile. "What could be harder than having a husband who cheats?"
“You're poor and I'm rich — this is a match made in heaven!”
Mr. Calderon, seeing this, tried urgently to intervene, but my father's icy glare forced him back.
"What? The fact that my daughter likes your younger brother is his good fortune. Do you expect me to let her marry your good-for-nothing son and foot the bill?"
"Mr. Calderon, know your place."
Mr. Calderon slapped his forehead and changed his tone. "Oh, Mr. Graham is absolutely right. As long as Miss Graham is happy, I have no objections!"
"Jayson, come over and greet Mr. Graham."
"After the wedding, you won't need to go to the company anymore. Just take good care of Miss Graham every day.”
“You're just a junior manager anyway—the company can manage perfectly well with or without you."
He dressed Jayson in the tuxedo Darrick had taken off, growing more pleased with the result the longer he looked.