On the other end of the line, my mother’s voice was filled with excitement. “Trish, I’m so glad you finally agreed! The engagement with Maltimum Enterprise’s heir was arranged when you were little. We were supposed to introduce you to him a year ago, but you kept resisting for those two friends of yours. Although their families have some wealth, they can’t even compare to Maltimum Enterprise. Have you really thought this through?”
I nodded while holding the phone. “I’ve thought it over. I’ll follow your lead in this matter.”
My mother laughed. “Don’t worry! I’ll make sure you have a grand wedding!”
Just as I hung up, Zeke Benson and Hendrick Peay walked into the room with fruits.
“Trish, whose wedding were you talking about?”
I looked at them, expressionless. “My wedding. Why?”
