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Edmund fried in anger. Daisy laughed sarcastically, “Huh appreciate you? Which part of you should I respect you? You have nothing and are unable to please me.” “Daisy! You are my wife!” Edmund insisted, but Daisy laughed again. “You’re my husband? What kind of husband? You have nothing to be proud of. You can’t provide for me. Can you see the clothes I’m wearing? This is a gift from Mr Peyton. This is the latest work by a renowned designer. What about you yourself? Can you give me this?” Damian, who couldn’t hold back his laughter, covered his lips and allowed Daisy to continue her sentence.

So, I positioned myself in front of Richard and Leona, trying to reason with him. "Rupert, these are Jaclyn's parents. Her mother is allergic to lobster. If Jaclyn finds out you tried to feed her parents lobster rolls, she won't let you get away with it." Rupert simply sneered. "Mr. Shaw, you don't actually think that just because you married Ms. Prescott, all your poor relatives automatically become her relatives too, do you?" Your two bumpkin parents actually dare to call themselves Ms. Prescott's parents? Where is your shame?"

I searched for a book in one of my luggages that held the books that formed my mini library, and dug out Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. Legs crossed, shaking to an inaudible music, I flipped the pages with the interest of someone looking for a distraction. Pages turned, my eyes traveled over pages but no words registered in my head. In a desperate attempt to tune out the bang and moans and groans coming from downstairs, I placed a headphone on, and continued reading. Similar outcome, enhanced with a nerve flaring annoyance. “ That son of a bitch!” I thought, and was soon marching down the steps like the soldier who had lived on regulations and ordered ranks.

He sees her as a strong girl that her situation forced her to become a grown woman at such a young age. Furthermore, dad is being unreasonable pushing me to marry her instead of wasting my time dating useless trashy women. Molly is the prime president's daughter; I do not need her title nor connections when our family is listed as the richest family in all Europe. We have billions of billions and the president himself is one of our properties. In our world, you can buy anything with money... Power joins hands with money and they are a synonym to a single term, which is ‘Authority’.

Davis. "Hello, Miss Adams." I couldn't hide my surprise, and he chuckled at my reaction. "Hello." "Are you done with your lectures?" "Yes." "I see." He glanced at the book in my hands. "What are you reading?" "Pride and Prejudice." "A classic. Good choice." "It's my favorite book... I've lost count of how many times I've read it." "It's truly remarkable." He was looking at me, smiling. I felt slightly uncomfortable and lowered my gaze to the book.

Katrina asked, holding her spoon a little above ge head. "I wanted to say that too, it hasn't been up to three hours you all came back home and someone already rushed to to hold a conference" Emily shakes her head in dismay. "Hmm, that how popular I am" she said with obvious smugness. Katie rolled her eyes, as she dropped her spoon instantly.. "Oh my gosh, shit, so dirty...." Vida shakes her head."hmm" she sighed The other is prideful, while the other has a princess syndrome....

She opened the computer and then logged into the library website. " Find the name of the book and read it online ". She continued and then left me all by myself... I grabbed the chair closest to me, sat down and then started reading. The online history had pictures of two elegant twice, they were both gifted but it was the prophecy that came and then tore the twins apart..

His sleek black hair was loose around his shoulders and he wore a white shirt, sleeves rolled up. "What are you reading?" His voice was cold. “Pride and Prejudice,” I said and he moved closer to the bookshelf across from where I sat, his long fingers traced the spines of the books. "Elizabeth Bennet refuses to bend to anyone's will," he said, his voice had that rough quality it got when he was thinking hard about something. "She's stubborn." "Like me?" I asked. "Exactly like you,” he said and he pulled a book from the shelf without looking away from me. Then he sat in the chair opposite mine, the fire crackled between us and he opened his book and started reading.

I mentally made a note of it. I kept studying for awhile trying to keep my thoughts at bay and once I was done with it, it was only 7 am. I still had time to kill and he was sleeping soundly. I didn’t want to wake him up so I decided to take a look at the house and went through the rooms from the left of his bedroom. I found his study room, a gym, and two guest bedrooms. This place was so fucking huge and I loved the style of it. I looked neat and clean. As I was admiring the house, I came across a huge room and entered. My jaw dropped to the floor looking at the bookshelf in front of me. My eyes gleamed with joy and I went to scan the room. It looked cozy and I could see myself curled up in

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