Trial
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Drey's clenched his fist beside him suddenly. He felt his blood boil at the mention of his family.
“Send it to me!” He ordered and hung up.
Betty looked at him and saw the frown on his face. “Are you alright, Drey?” She asked worriedly.
Drey pushed a smile to his face and looked at Betty. “Yes, I'm fine. What were you saying?”
“Let's go home. Let's go and see my parents.”
Drey saw the happiness on her face. Evidently, she was one of the happiest women on earth right now.
“Yes, let's go!”
They arrived at the Lavender's House and Betty knocked on the front door.
Ann opened the door. “Yes, is there anything I can do for you?”
Betty smiled. “Mom, it's me. It's your daughter.”
“Good morning mum,” Drey greeted.
Ann stared, shocked. “What! It's Betty?”
Betty nodded once. “Yes. I've been cured. My face is now fresh and the scar is gone. I will no longer be a disgrace to the family,” she said happily.
Her parents actually tried ten years ago to help her get rid of the scar but they gave up the moment the doctor told them that there was nothing anyone could do about it unless she went for a plastic surgery. She was going to live like that forever.
Ann was overjoyed as she hugged her daughter. “Your grandfather must see this!” She said suddenly and finally noticed Drey. “I didn't give you my daughter to marry, ok? You can leave!”
“But he's my husband!” Betty protested softly as she was led to Joe's house. Drey followed quietly.
“There's no way that will be Betty!” Sean exclaimed softly.
“Or did she later undergo the plastic surgery we said we couldn't afford?” Liam offered, helplessly.
“No way! Did she transform the whole body? Korean plastic surgery is expensive. If she did the whole body, that's a huge amount of money,” Cynthia, a cousin of Betty said in confusion.
Betty smiled. “Nothing of such. It's my husband. He helped me get over my weakness.”
“What husband are you talking about!” Ann snapped. “I didn't give you any permission!”
Betty was confused. “It's the man my grandfather gave me nine days ago,” she explained.
Ann scoffed and turned to Joe. “Father, we can get Betty to marry someone wealthy, not this good for nothing man.”
“Yes,” Sean supported. “With her beauty, we can get her to marry a notable man that would help the family.”
“Yes! You have to divorce him,” Liam tried to persuade Betty.
After the incident that left Betty disfigured, Liam also lost everything. He became a low ranked member of the family. Now that Betty was back to being beauty, he could use it to his advantage. If Betty married a respectable and wealthy man, he would be once again respected by everyone in the family.
He had someone in mind already. Chris Xander. He was an heir of a respectable company in the city and his fame has reached everywhere.
“No! I'm not going to divorce Drey!” Betty said stubbornly.
“You don't know what you are talking about!” Ann snapped again. She turned to Drey. “Divorce my daughter and you won't regret it.”
Joe cleared his throat suddenly and everyone went quiet. He looked at Drey. “If you agree to the divorce, we will offer you the sum of $500,000 as compensation. That should suffice all the trouble you have undergone.”
Betty was devastated.
Drey scoffed. “I'm not going to divorce Betty.”
Sean felt offended. “ What disrespect! How dare you!” He yelled and hurried closer to punch him.
Drey held his fist suddenly, shocking Sean. He tried to wriggle free but it was impossible. Drey's hold on him was too strong. And he wondered. How was it possible for him to hold his fist with just one hand?
“Please,” he finally beseeched when the pain in his hand intensified.
Drey let him go and looked back at shocked Joe. “I'm so sorry, sir but I can't divorce Betty.”
Ann felt offended. “Where do you think you can get such a huge amount of money? Just collect it and leave!”
“Well, I didn't marry Betty because of money and I won't leave because of one. I will only agree to divorce Betty if she is tired of me. And well, she's clearly not. I'm never going to abandon her.”
Betty felt moved.
“Nonsense! What kind of a man doesn't respect his in-law?” Joe remarked.
Drey released a sigh. She saw the worries on Betty's face and he hated it. He came here to make sure she was accepted back into the family again. But he didn't know it would turn out like this. He doesn't want to cut Betty away from her family.
“Ok, please, test me. I will prove that I'm worthy to be Betty's husband and to be your in-law.”
“You want us to test you? Well fine,” Sean said quickly. “We have been hoping to get a contract with the ImperialSage Group. If you can get one, we will let you be!” He turned to look at Joe. “Right father? He wants to prove to us. He can do this instead.”
Ann felt offended. “What's a contract with ImperialSage Group worth Betty marrying someone controlling that company? It's not part of it, Father!”
“You will all keep quiet! Am I not the head of the family?” Joe snapped and everyone went quiet. He looked at Drey again. “You want to prove yourself to the family, right?”
Drey nodded once. “I will do anything you want me to do.”
Joe nodded once. “Good then. Our company deals with the sales of pharmaceutical products. And there's a company named ImperialSage Group. It's a major Pharmaceutical company that's popular within the state. They sell out orders in large quantities. If you can secure a partnership deal worth over fifty million dollars, we will approve this marriage.”
Sean scoffed. He knew that Drey wouldn't be able to do it.
“But grandfather! Getting such a contract isn't easy!” Betty cried. “A contract with ImperialSage Group isn't easy to get, talkless of one with a certain amount.”
“Well, that's the only way you can prove this marriage. And I give you just seven days to make it work. Are you doing or not?”
“But Grandfather_” Betty started again.
“I will do it!” Drey said suddenly, shocking everyone.
They hadn't expected Drey to accept such a difficult task. It was just as Betty has said. Getting a contract with ImperialSage Group was always through connection. So, Drey is doomed to fail.
“And I don't need seven days to accomplish it. I will do it tomorrow!” Drey declared.
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