5. Agreement between their parents.

Chapter 5. Agreement between their parents.

Elizabeth stayed silent for a few minutes, observing while Richard uncomfortably cleared his throat, maintaining a distant look and an upright posture as he stared out the car window.

"Come on! Everyone has their own problems!" She shouted furiously, trying to open the door.

"The car is locked." He informed calmly.

"Let me out, I will never marry you! I hate these rich people who think they can have everything and treat us however they want just because they have a lot of money.

"I didn't say anything offensive to you; I just gave you the chance of a lifetime. You could live well for the rest of your life; any poor girl like you would accept it.

"Oh, please! As if this day hadn't been bad enough already.

"Accept the agreement and have the life every girl dreams of.

"Do you think things work like that? Does everyone think that way?" She asked, trembling lips and a sad look." I don't want to be forced to marry anyone. What's wrong with you people? No one cares about such an important union anymore, something that should be done for love and not for interests?

"In the world we live in, love is never on the table, always business, agreements, and others. You're being dramatic. That rundown house where you live is falling apart; you could live like a queen, without needing to serve anyone, especially not me. I wouldn't even force you to have obligations as a wife, even though you're so attractive.

"I've said it before! I will never marry you, and besides, you're the kind of person who has a Plan B, in fact, the whole alphabet. Just check off your list and move on to the next one; she must have fewer values.

Richard smiled skeptically.

"Talking about values? Which ones? Because of these phantom values in your head, you'll always be in ruins. People like you always miss out on great opportunities to grow, and you're getting a rare chance; any woman would bend over backward to be by my side.

"I see... very modest.

"I'm being realistic.

"If that were true, you wouldn't be paying just anyone to be by your side. So... open the door; I'm sick of this conversation!

"Eliza! Accept the agreement; it's not a bad thing. I'm offering you a better life condition.

"I'd rather die!" She growled, moving away from him.

"This is just what I needed. I shouldn't insist, especially not to such an insignificant woman with such an inflated ego. It might be because of that expensive necklace; it seems you've found someone who buys you such things.

"What do you mean?" She asked, without reaction.

"That you... already have someone who buys you with expensive jewels, after all, you don't even have a penny to your name...

A loud smack echoed inside the car as Richard fell silent, Elizabeth's palm stinging after striking Richard's face with all her might.

He clenched his fists, glaring at her furiously. In that moment, she regretted her courage, as she couldn't even run away; she thought he might retaliate in some way, but he just adjusted his collar as a gesture to relax while feeling his face burn.

"Get out of my car; I hope our paths never cross again, never! No woman has dared..." He clenched his jaw, containing the anger and the urge to shout.

Despite being taken over by anger, he noticed how she became intimidated after hitting him. Also, in size, Richard was intimidating to her, being 1.82 meters tall while she was only 1.68 meters.

As soon as Richard opened the door, she got out barefoot, leaving her shoes in his car; she didn't even look back as tears streamed down her face, a mix of relief and frustration over Richard's treatment and words, mixed with the events involving her ex-boyfriend.

Richard thought about going to the college and trying to find another girl, but he preferred going home to calm down.

Elizabeth wasn't far from her nanny's house; she felt lucky he hadn't found out her true home. She walked for almost ten minutes, barefoot and with sore feet.

"Liz! Why are you barefoot?" Gabrielly asked, her best friend and confidante.

"Gaby..." She whined, hugging her friend." This is by far one of the worst days of my life..." She murmured as Gaby stroked her hair.

She recounted everything that had happened after they went to the room they shared, the furniture was new, and the place was tidy, yet it had the air of an old house.

"You know..." Gaby murmured, uncomfortable." This place, this life, none of it is for you. It's time to go back, why don't you go home?" She asked while Elizabeth lay on the bed with her face buried in the pillow.

"I'd rather be insulted for being simple than deceived and misled by selfish people who will only benefit from me because of my money. You're so lucky, you know?

"True, it's a blessing that you still trust me after all these jerks you've dealt with." She commented sarcastically.

"I thought you were trying to console me. Besides, I'm saying no one will ever get close to you for the right reasons." She grumbled, throwing a pillow at her friend, then getting up.

"Until they find out who I'm friends with." She muttered inaudibly.

"I'm tired of all this, especially after... that jerk cheated on me!

"Well... enough crying, isn't it?" Gaby asked, watching Elizabeth wipe her tears away, revealing her red face." What are you thinking?

"All that's left for me... is to go back home and end all this charade, and I won't let what he did to me go unanswered. No one will trample on a Leblanc.

Her gaze carried a cold determination.

Gaby helped Elizabeth pack her things, at least the basics she had there; she knew none of those clothes would be useful at her mansion as they were clothes that helped her blend in with common people and work at the diner.