The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 201

Roxanne didn't respond; just glanced at the car parked in front of her.

Even though she wasn't a car enthusiast, she recognized the flashy logo. It was a Rolls Royce.

This was the same model as Mr. Alexander's, only with a different plate number.

Both Harrison and Alexander had bought the same car.

They were really good pals.

This car was a testament to Harrison’s status as the richest man in Seraphim Haven.

Looking up at Harrison again, she found it hard to connect him with her ordinary life.

They seemed to be from different worlds.

Yet, they ended up as husband and wife.

Even though she knew she had to get used to the disparity between their statuses, she felt uncomfortable even before getting into Harrison’s luxury car.

“What's wrong?” Harrison asked again.

“Nothing.” Roxanne got in the car.

She had ridden in Alexander's Rolls Royce before, but this time, she felt way more uneasy.

Sitting in Harrison's car, something just didn’t feel right, and she arrived at Harrison's home with a restless mind.

Ever since Vincent learned that Roxanne knew about their financial situation, he had been extremely nervous.

He could hardly eat or sleep.

He feared his daughter-in-law would blame him for hiding everything from her.

At the entrance of Rodriguez Oasis Estates, Vincent watched from a distance.

When he saw his son Harrison's car return, he immediately went up to greet him and followed him into Rodriguez Oasis Estates.

This time, there was no need for Anthony to open the car door. Vincent rushed to open it himself to welcome his daughter-in-law.

Back when Vincent would open the car door for her, Roxanne was always delighted.

He was a good father-in-law.

Now that Vincent was the chairman of the Rodriguez Group, Roxanne felt kind of overwhelmed when she got out of the car.

The whole Rodriguez Oasis Estates looked very magnificent, which made Roxanne feel a bit oppressed.

It was a huge adjustment for her, like a small creature used to a chaotic environment being forcibly placed in a clean pool with noble lights shining in and soothing music playing. She felt like a pet fish.

How could she adjust?

“Anne, I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t have lied to you.” Vincent apologized several times, and his remorse seemed genuine.

Seeing his weight loss, Roxanne asked with concern, “Dad, why have you lost weight?”

“I was afraid you would blame me for intentionally deceiving you,” Vincent said, launching into a lengthy apology.

The chairman of the Rodriguez Group was apologizing to her over and over again.

Roxanne was overwhelmed, “Dad, I can’t blame you. What's done is done. Let's not talk about it anymore. I just hope we can all be honest with each other in the future.”

“This is all my fault.” Harrison took Roxanne's hand tightly and glanced at everyone, “Let's go inside. It's windy out here.”

As they walked and talked, “The relatives wanted to meet you when they heard I was officially bringing you home. But I turned them down because I was worried you wouldn’t feel comfortable. Once you're used to it, I'll gradually introduce you to them. You've probably seen some of them on TV or the internet.”

“Okay.”

The Rodriguez family’s mansion was unbelievably huge.

They walked through the gardens and straight into the large living room with floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides.

Two rows of servants stood on the clean carpet, ready to welcome them.

They respectfully approached Roxanne, saying, "Mrs. Rodriguez, welcome home!"

Roxanne felt a sudden upgrade in her status.

A girl from the countryside with no background, no education, and no money, could she really become the Mrs. Rodriguez of a top-tier wealthy family?

It felt like a dream!

Harrison started introducing each person to her, all with their specific duties.

There were gardeners, cleaners, kitchen staff, farmhands...

Even the kitchen staff had specific roles like nutritionist, western chef, etc...

Roxanne was a bit puzzled.

Did the Rodriguez family really have such detailed divisions of labor for their servants?