She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 454

Directly across from the Royce Group stood a themed café, originally designed as a romantic spot for couples.

The seating consisted of intimate two-person booths, each decorated in a unique style to offer privacy while serving as the perfect aesthetic backdrop for social media influencers.

Melanie was currently sitting inside, sipping her coffee.

But she wasn't there with her boyfriend, Preston.

She was there with his mother.

"Ms. Royce, I'll get straight to the point..."

Marjorie pulled a bank card from her limited-edition handbag and slid it across the table toward Melanie.

"There's two million dollars on this card. Leave Preston."

Melanie glanced at the card, then back up at Marjorie. She couldn't believe this cliché romance trope was actually happening to her in real life.

Watching Melanie casually slide the card back, Marjorie arched a brow.

"What's wrong? Is it not enough for you?"

Melanie kept her polite smile and shook her head.

"Not at all. I'm just curious... This is our very first time meeting, and you're already paying me to break up with him. May I ask... exactly what makes you think I'm not good enough for Preston?"

Marjorie opened her mouth but found herself momentarily stumped.

The truth was, she had only come today to test the waters.

That day in Preston's office, she had clearly seen that her son was completely head over heels, entirely devoted to this woman.

But Preston was the sole heir to the Whitmore family empire.

Even though he rarely made public appearances and wasn't universally recognized among the elite high society circles,

there was still an endless line of prominent families practically begging for a chance to set up their daughters with him.

Even if they didn't even know what Preston looked like.

The Royce Group had a decent reputation in the traditional medicine industry.

But in terms of sheer net worth, they were absolutely nothing compared to the Whitmores.

Before coming here, Marjorie had her people run a background check on Melanie.

Her educational background wasn't exceptional.

Aesthetically speaking, Melanie and Preston were a match made in heaven.

Marjorie cleared her throat, intentionally stiffening her posture.

"Ms. Royce, you are a divorcee. Meanwhile, Preston has remained completely single his entire life."

Marjorie felt she was phrasing this as politely as possible.

She expected Melanie to either burst into defensive tears or lash out in anger. Instead, Melanie just chuckled.

"I don't believe going through a divorce is something to be ashamed of."

As she spoke, Melanie held Marjorie's gaze without an ounce of hesitation.

Marjorie could see the pure, unfiltered confidence reflecting in the younger woman's eyes.

"I'll admit, I had terrible taste in the past, and I married a cheating bastard. However, I'm incredibly grateful for that experience because it made me stronger and much more clear-headed... And if it weren't for that messy divorce, I never would have met Preston."

Vivid memories of living under the same roof with Preston naturally flooded her mind, softening her gaze with profound affection and longing.

"So while I appreciate the two million dollar offer, ma'am, I would never give up Preston for a paycheck. To me, he's worth infinitely more than that."