"You handed me a three hundred million check along with a room key. What was your goal? Anyone could see it clearly!"
"That night you deliberately got me drunk, preventing me from taking any precautions. After you got pregnant, you naturally forced me into marriage. Every step went exactly as you planned.”
“Now I'm merely asking to postpone the wedding to see Myra—can't you even grant this small request?
"The Graham Family's granddaughter is afraid that an ordinary woman might steal your husband? That's laughable to anyone who hears it!”
Seeing his earnest expression, I burst out laughing in anger. "Fine! Since Mr. Calderon desires me so much, it would be utterly shameless of me to stand in your way any longer."
"Go ahead. You don't need to concern yourself with the wedding arrangements either."
Upon hearing the answer he wanted, Darrick suddenly grew cold and wary. "What do you mean?"
"Exactly what I said. I'm letting you go. Why aren't you leaving?"
I raised my hand, watching the hands of my wristwatch tick slowly and added, "I wonder if you can still see Miss Shields one last time if you go now?"
"Shall I send a driver to escort you? Have the motorcade clear the way for you?"