"How long are you going to meddle with my life?"
He walked towards us and dropped the envelope on the table.
"They already signed so get out. I already did what you asked me to do, now's your turn."
His father looked up at the towering figure of Caspian, despite that, the son did not budge at all and enjoyed how the old man stretched his neck for him.
"How could you—It's impossible!," Sian protested. "I talked to them several times. I even offered myself for a contractual marriage but they never said yes for that contract. What tricks did you pull out?"
"Don't sell yourself too high, Cassian. They won't agree just because you w***e yourself," Caspian said to Sian coldly. His eyes aren't unwavering that makes it even look more serious.
Sian gritted her teeth. "Damn you!," she cursed
