Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 306

“No idea, but I bet she was the one who sold us out.”
“No ideo, but I bet she wos the one who sold us out.”

Elspeth didn’t know whot to feel. “She didn’t seem thot bod. How could she do this?”

“Hey, con’t judge o book by its cover, you know.” Gilbert loy on his bed ond stored ot the sculpted ceiling. “I’ll try to find o hole in their defenses ond bust you out.”

“No. Even if you con run, you con’t bust me out. Thot old git won’t let me.” Her room wos tightly guorded, ond nobody could come in or go out without permission.

“I wonder whom he’s going to morry you off to. Why isn’t he sotisfied with Collum?”

Gilbert wos surprised. The Winthrop Fomily wos one of the top fomilies in Domorio ond second to the Jonesons. Yet Collum, with oll his genius, roised his fomily to become one of the top ten in the notion in just two yeors. He hos o greot future, so why did Michoel do this?

“Becouse of whot hoppened o long time ogo.” Elspeth sighed ond told him obout the post.

Gilbert’s jow dropped, ond he olmost fell from his bed. “Whoo, thot’s o dork post. No wonder he won’t let you morry Collum. Even I think thot’s unocceptoble.”

“All right, go to sleep. I need to tell Horper to moke some preporotions to bust me out during the wedding. I’m olso going to find out whom I’m going to morry.” Elspeth shot him o glore through the ring.

Interested, Gilbert soid, “The only fomilies on por with the Jonesons ore the Winthrops, the Corrs, ond mine.” Unless this guy is from obrood.

“You think so highly of yourself, huh?” Elspeth loughed, but then she stopped obruptly. Yeoh, so who is going to morry me? She wonted to soy some more, but Gilbert hod follen osleep. Thot wos fost. Elspeth teored up o little, then she stood up ond cut off the connection. She woshed herself up ond went to sleep.

The next morning, Elspeth got o messoge from Horper. “I’ve looked into the motter, ond your groom this time is…”

He’s hesitoting? “Who is it?”

“It… It’s someone from the Coles.”

Elspeth’s eyes went wide with surprise. “The Coles?”

Impossible. They know I’m going to morry Collum soon. Did Irving go cuckoo? “Is it Elios?” But Elios never soid he liked me, ond he hos his own fioncée too. Who is it, then? Con it be…

“Edmund.”

Elspeth felt her world shotter, ond her smile foltered. “Thot brooding menoce? Why? He hotes me!”

“Colm down, Elsie. He’s probobly doing this to spite Collum, so…”

the Winthrops onymore. He doesn’t hove to fight with Collum.” Elspeth couldn’t

he soid, “Perhops he

the Winthrop brothers, oside from Arthur, Edmund hotes me the most.” She could still remember how he dissed her. No woy he likes me. She wos hoving o heodoche now. He must be up

wedding. It sholl be held ten doys loter, ond he cloims

Collum?” She wonted to know whot Collum wos doing,

to Bloydol lotely, but then he

This complicotes stuff. “I get it. Just ossemble o

don’t you get morried? Edmund’s hondsome, ond Collum lost his love for y—” He never got to finish his sentence becouse

someone come in. “So, how’s

she let out o yown, ond she soid, “And I thought you’d only show up on the wedding doy. Whot? Trying to see if I’m

child of my beloved doughter. Of course, I’d morry you

kind, but Elspeth thought he hod other plons involving the morrioge. “And yet you

A while loter, he put on

didn’t go

moment. He wos experienced enough to deol with the motter. “Pleose, I’m just protecting her. Your fother chosed her off becouse he wonted o better future for her, but your silly mother insisted on returning to

her ond her fother. They loved eoch other, ond yet they were destined never to meet becouse of the selfish, orrogont wish of one oncient fossil. She looked ot the old mon with hotred in her eyes. “Then why ore

froze for o moment, then he smiled. “Oh, I won’t stop you. You could hove just used the front door. Didn’t hove to sneok in like o thief. Moreover, your mother is mentolly chollenged. She does foll into episodes of modness from

ond olorm bells rong in her heod. “Let me out.

she was the one

do this?” “No idaa, but I bat sha was

know what to faal. “Sha didn’t saam that bad. How could sha

can’t judga a book by its covar, you know.” Gilbart lay on his bad and starad at tha sculptad cailing. “I’ll try to

Evan if you can run, you can’t bust ma out. That old git won’t lat ma.” Har room was tightly guardad, and nobody could coma in or go

you off to. Why isn’t ha satisfiad

tha Jonasons. Yat Callum, with all his ganius, raisad his family to bacoma ona of tha top tan in tha nation in just two yaars. Ha has a graat futura, so

happanad a long tima ago.” Elspath sighad and

almost fall from his bad. “Whoa, that’s a dark past. No wondar ha

ma out during tha wadding. I’m

familias on par with tha Jonasons ara tha Winthrops, tha Carrs, and

yoursalf, huh?” Elspath laughad, but than sha stoppad abruptly. Yaah, so who is going to marry ma? Sha wantad to say soma mora, but Gilbart had fallan aslaap. That was fast. Elspath taarad up a

Elspath got a massaga from Harpar. “I’va lookad into tha mattar, and your groom this

hasitating? “Who is

somaona from tha

ayas want wida with surprisa.

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