My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 375

Chapter 375: Chapter 375: You Are Abusing Your Power

Brandon Jacobs had consistently refused, until half a month ago.

His mother had managed to find out which hotel he was staying at and sent someone to tell him that his father was sick—gravely ill. Not only that, but someone was working against him behind the scenes, trying to sabotage him at a critical juncture.

His mother couldn’t bear to see his father’s lifelong reputation ruined, so she wanted him to come back and help. She also took the opportunity to tell him something utterly absurd.

Twenty years ago, when his father had just taken up his post in the coal-rich province of Coalmont, he had arranged a marriage for their children with a close friend of his.

Now, with his father gravely ill and seeing that Brandon Jacobs still showed no signs of settling down, he wanted him to marry the girl and start a family.

Even if he refused to go into politics, his father wanted to see him married with children before he could be at peace.

To Brandon Jacobs, it was an endless source of vexation, but Wyatt Wynn’s eyes lit up when he heard it.

"You actually have a fiancée from a child betrothal? Holy crap! We’ve been bros for years and I never knew! You’re so damn lucky! Got a picture? How old is she? What does she look like? Let me see! Jacobs, damn it, your luck with women is seriously enviable!"

Brandon Jacobs shot him a cold, sidelong glance.

"So envious? You can have this good fortune if you want it."

Wyatt Wynn chuckled. "My family didn’t arrange a childhood betrothal for me. I couldn’t have it even if I wanted to!"

He said he was envious, but everyone knew that a childhood betrothal was completely lame. It was like an old-fashioned arranged marriage—simply ridiculous.

If that "good fortune" were actually offered to Wyatt Wynn, he definitely wouldn’t want it.

Even though he was always fooling around, deep down, he was just like Damien Vaughn, Zeke Walton, and Brandon Jacobs. Playing the field was fine, but a serious relationship? That wasn’t so easy.

Their standards were sky-high.

Damien Vaughn, however, thought this was a good thing.

He didn’t want Brandon Jacobs to remain trapped in Elsa’s shadow.

"So what are you going to do about it?"

"Nothing. I’m not agreeing to it, period. I don’t even know the woman, and even if I did, there are no feelings involved. I’m not going to throw away the rest of my life for my dad’s selfish whim."

Wyatt Wynn mocked him, "Maybe the girl won’t be willing either. Don’t get ahead of yourself. If this marriage talk gets serious, she’ll probably run faster than you."

Everyone had been dealing with their own troubles lately and feeling suffocated, so the close friends had gathered for a night of drinking. It relieved a lot of stress, and the next day, life went on.

Since Zeke Walton founded his "It Had to Be You" brand, he had matured quite a bit.

Not only had he become more composed in his work, but he was also willing to help out at the family company again. Mrs. Walton had been very happy lately.

After working hard for half her life, she could finally relax at home.

This morning, she slept in, put on her makeup beautifully, and went downstairs, just about to have breakfast when the butler came in to inform her of something.

"Madam, there are two men at the gate, shouting that they want to see the young master. We can’t get them to leave. What should we do...?"

Mrs. Walton’s eyebrow shot up.

"Two men? What kind of men?"

"Two very crude, dark-skinned, and boorish men. They’re dressed in rags and have out-of-town accents. I don’t know where they popped up from, but they insist that if they don’t see the young master today, they’ll just stay at the gate and not leave. How could the young master possibly know people like them? I suspect they have ill intentions and are here just to cause trouble."

The Walton Family had been in Veridia for many years. While not the absolute top, they were at least in the top ten of the social elite, and they had never encountered anyone so audacious.

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