Chapter 62
“Marriage is the parents‘ decision to make, not the children’s! What do they even know?”
Matthew’s tone was firm. He cast a warning glance at Arnold. “I know Arnold better than anyone else. He might not want the marriage right now, but he’ll be thanking me for it one day.”
Arnold was rendered speechless. He rebuked, “That’s an exaggeration, Grandpa. I’ll never agree to this, and I definitely won’t regret it.”
“What does that have to do with me? I’ve decided on this marriage, and nothing can change it!” scoffed.
Dexter felt a headache coming on.
He
Meanwhile, Kayla grew increasingly anxious as she looked desperately at Arnold, hoping he would be firm in rejecting Matthew.
But Arnold would never anger Matthew. If he did piss Matthew off, anything that happened to the latter could escalate into a big issue.
“Mom…” Kayla tugged at Myra’s sleeves pleadingly.
In response, Myra pinched Dexter’s waist and signaled for him to act.
Dexter straightened up and said, “My apologies, Mr. Lawson Senior. But I can’t disregard my daughters‘ wishes and agree to this marriage.
After saying so, he stood up and gestured for Myra and Kayla to follow. Then, he bowed slightly. “I apologize for the trouble caused. We’ll take our leave.”
Amold breathed a sigh of relief at this clear rejection.
But just as the Fullers turned to leave, Matthew casually remarked, “Dexter, I heard something went wrong with the project you oversaw a couple of years ago. How serious is it?”
Dexter stiffened at his words. He froze.
Two and a half years ago, he had invested in and supervised a bridge construction project. The endeavor had shaken the nation and made headlines, earning him considerable prestige.
But just a few days ago, he received troubling news. The contractors had concealed significant safety risks during the construction of the project, which had only come to light after two years.
If these claims were verified, the bridge would be deemed a ticking time bomb. Its demolition would tarnish Dexter’s reputation, and as the general supervisor of the project, he would face a potential prison
sentence.
To avoid this disaster, he needed evidence proving that the hidden dangers had been covered up on purpose and that he had been set up.
Dexter abruptly turned. His voice trembled as he asked “Mr. Lawson Senior… what are you implying?”
Matthew smiled slightly. He seemed confident that Dexter would comply. “You guessed correctly. I do have what you need. I can give it to you, but there’s just one condition. Felicia must marry Arnold.”
The black Rolls–Royce sped along the road. Felicia spoke up as they neared the Lawson residence. “You can stop here. I’l walk the rest of the way.”
The chauffeur glanced at Stephan through the rearview mirror. When he saw there were no objections, he slowly pulled over to the side of the road.
“Thank you,” Felicia said as she pushed the door and was about to step out.
Then, she heard Stephan’s languid voice. “Are you off in such a hurry to meet your fiancé?”
