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!"

was

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

some kind of joke?

on, “So you dare say Magnus never

left

indeed spent money on her. He'd treated her to dinner two or three times and had taken her to see

that together came to maybe fifty-thousand at most. How had it suddenly ballooned to six

silence, flew into a rage. "Chelsea, don't tell me you blew

"We just had a few meals and went to

Heather sensed

and immediately

opportunity. "Ms. Rainsworth,

se

paid for

weren't they?"

the bill, but he paid in

would be my

you treat him

hesitated for a long while,

and Magnus had taken her

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