Chapter 2012 A Price On Courting

"If your daughter isn't like that, then kindly reimburse every cent Magnus spent while pursuing her. We're ordinary folk. Several million is no small amount," Heather insisted.

Several million?

Phoebe could hardly believe her ears.

True, that figure meant little to her, but she still monitored Chelsea's spending.

There was no way her daughter could have burned through millions.

"Mrs. Campbell, bring Chelsea downstairs," Phoebe ordered.

"Yes, Mrs. Rainsworth."

The housekeeper hurried upstairs, unlocked the door, and told Chelsea something was happening downstairs.

Hearing that Chelsea was coming, Heather suddenly felt nervous about confronting her; unease churned in her chest.

Chelsea descended the stairs, eyed the unfamiliar old woman, and assumed her mother had found yet another matchmaker. "Mom, which agency did you hire this time?"

"She's not a matchmaker. She's here to collect money!"

Chelsea was

took about six million from me, and every penny of it went toward you. Are

her in disbelief. "Is this some kind of

dare say Magnus never spent a dime on

question left Chelsea

dinner two or three times and

together came to maybe fifty-thousand at most.

rage. "Chelsea, don't tell me you blew

million," Chelsea answered honestly. "We just had a few

that, Heather

immediately seized

opportunity. "Ms. Rainsworth,

se

were all paid for

weren't they?"

I offered to split the bill, but he

would be

him next time?"

a long

bar, she'd gotten drunk and Magnus had taken her to

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