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

grandmother. Magnus took about six million from me, and every penny

this some kind of joke? When did Magnus ever spend

dare say Magnus never spent

left

her to dinner two or three times and had taken her to see an

of that together came to maybe fifty-thousand at most. How

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

just had a few meals and went to an opera, that's

Heather sensed

immediately

opportunity. "Ms. Rainsworth,

se

were all paid

weren't they?"

offered to split the

would

treat him next time?" Heather asked

for a long while,

bar, she'd gotten drunk and Magnus had

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