Nancy Hartwell’s dying parents entrusted her to the lower-tier magnate family, the Hawthornes, believing she could live out her days in comfort.
Yet at the engagement banquet, the man clasped another woman’s hand and declared, “This is the woman I’m going to marry!”
His mother felt no shame: “Just pretend she doesn’t exist; you can still be Julian’s wife!”
The man was even bolder: “You can leave, but every penny stays with the Hawthornes!”
They wanted her as a concubine and meant to swallow her dowry whole.
With shamelessness this thick, if they didn’t go bankrupt, who would?
