"He won't marry you, you silly girl. You're throwing yourself away."
Seeing Chloe Bishop so stubborn, Mrs. Bishop felt as if her very organs were burning with anger.
This time, Chloe Bishop didn't argue. She pulled the marriage certificate from her bag and handed it to her mother. "Mom, we're already married. As of two hours ago."
Mrs. Bishop stared blankly at the red booklet, frozen for a long time.
After examining the certificate several times, she finally accepted it was real.
That man—the one who made New York City's business world tremble at the mere mention of his name, the youngest richest man in the city's history—had actually become her son-in-law.
"How... how did he agree to marry you?"
Mrs. Bishop couldn't process the truth.
So this was what her daughter meant when she s
