Chapter 155 Talks
He hadn’t pieced together every detail, but the recording left no doubt.
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This whole scheme had been cooked up by Helen and Alaina. Helen had already paid the price, and now all he wanted was for it to end.
If it got out any more, it would only drag Helen down further.
Jamie’s grip tightened around the teacup. “So basically, you’re saying you’re not okay with me marrying Helen?”
He paused, catching Miguel staring down at his tea, silent. Then Jamie’s gaze swept across the others.
“No one’s on board?”
Helen’s eyes were red and swollen from crying. She shot him a furious glare. “You’re shameless. You really think someone like you deserves me? Not in this life.”
Jamie didn’t bother hiding his bluntness. “We fucked, you got–that? You didn’t exactly look unhappy about getting it from me. Don’t give me that superiority talk.”
Helen’s face flamed bright red, and she looked down, wishing she could disappear.
You fucking moron! You can’t just tell everyone about that! What about my dignity?
Miguel’s expression darkened. “Mr. Wagner, if Helen’s not happy about it, you shouldn’t force the marriage. It won’t end well.”
Jamie snapped back, “What’s wrong with your family? All of you agreed I’d marry Caroline. To make sure she wouldn’t say no, you even had me ‘seal the deal‘ with her. Now somehow it’s someone else who got in bed with me. She’s a downgrade, but I’m already letting it slide, so why do you care? They’re both daughters of your family. Who I marry doesn’t matter!”
Miguel’s eyes turned colder.
He knew this might be the case.
He looked over at Alaina. “You promised him Caroline’s hand, Alaina?”
Not only had she made the decision without asking anyone’s permission, she’d pulled a cheap trick to do it.
If Miguel hadn’t heard it himself, he would never believe the gentle, kind Alaina was capable of this.
Alaina avoided his gaze. She stared at her teacup and muttered, “Caroline’s working herself to the bone as a courier. I just wanted to find her a husband fast. Once she’s married, she can be a stay–at–home mom and help her family out. She doesn’t have to suffer out here.”
Her voice faded, like even she knew that excuse didn’t hold up.
Miguel’s disappointment boiled into anger. “There’s more than enough brilliant men to choose from if that’s your goal! Why did you go straight to the garbage bin special?”
His tone sharpened, and Alaina felt a prick of unease. “He’s not the garbage bin special. n, he’s a bit old, but other than that, he’s just like any other guy.”
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Chapter 155 Tolks
Caroline had always been the overlooked one in the family, barely noticed by anyone.
Miguel’s fierce reaction to her marriage plans puzzled everyone.
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He fixed Alaina with a cold, unreadable stare. “So you actually think he’s the perfect man for Caroline?”
“Absolutely,” Alaina replied quickly, her mind racing. “He’s my cousin too, so I know him better than you do. He’s nothing like the rumors. He’s a decent guy, and Caroline would be happy with him.”
Miguel and Caroline were the closest in the family.
If Alaina could get Miguel on board with Caroline marrying Jamie, it would clear up the whole mess with Jamie and Helen.”
It would also keep Jamie quiet about what happened with Helen.
Miguel was left speechless.
Jamie’s reputation was rotten. Its stench traveled far and wide.
As if coming from a broke family wasn’t enough, he was lazy to the core and never lasted longer than a week
at any job. He spent most of his time lazing around at home and leeching off his parents.
And the temper? Miguel had heard Jamie always got violent when he was drunk.
He was an outsider, and even he knew all of that. Alaina spent plenty of time with Wren and Wren’s daughter, so she should know it better than he did.
And she calls him the perfect guy for Caroline.
That crushed Miguel.
“If you think he’s so great, then why not just marry Helen off to him? Solve two problems at once.” With that, he stood and headed into his study.
Jamie missed the sarcasm and took it as a yes. He turned to Alaina, grinning wide. “Since Uncle Miguel’s on board with the plan, then my deal with Helen’s’settled. I’m going back to talk to my mom and set a good date for the wedding.”
He spun on his heel and took off before anyone could say a word.
Helen’s glare burned into his fleeing back, pure rage flashing in her eyes.
After he left, she lost it. Snatching a glass from the table, she hurled it at the door, yelling, “Like hell I’d ever marry you, you lowlife scum! I’m way out of your league!”
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