My Wealthy Parents Disowned Me for Marrying a Poor Mechanic—Then on Our Wedding Night, He Handed Me an Envelope He’d Hidden for 11 Months
“No.”
“Then I’m not interested.”
“Genevieve.”
“Dad.”
“You have made your point.”
“This was never a point.”
“You have proven you can survive independently.”
I stared.
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