Chapter 339 Million–Dollar Betrothal Gift
Chapter 339 Million–Dollar Betrothal Gift
Dorothy’s comments had drawn the attention of several women at the main table.
“What’s going on, Dorothy?”
“What’s this about fake goods?”
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A group of managers from Oceanus Construction Company soon gathered around the small table, talking among themselves.
Even Ethan got up and came over.
When he looked at Shirley, he froze, startled.
She looks strikingly like the eldest daughter of the Dunn family–the president of the Dunn Group.
For a moment, panic flashed through him.
If it was her, that would be a huge problem.
Just now, he and his colleagues had been telling off–color jokes.
If Shirley overheard, he’d be in serious trouble with the Dunn Group’s companies.
Ethan stole a glance at Shirley.
Noting her modest attire, he relaxed with a chuckle to himself.
There was no way the eldest daughter of Harmonfield’s wealthiest family would wear something this plain, let alone sit at a small side table after entering a room.
Even though Diana had mentioned that the Dunn Group’s president might show up, everyone in Harmonfield knew that even the city mayor couldn’t get that goddess–like beauty to attend a gathering.
Since she’d come onto the scene, the Dunn family’s eldest daughter had never shown up at anyone’s banquet.
Relieved–by the thought, Ethan let out a breath.
“Let’s see what kind of gift he brought.” Ethan stepped forward and picked up the extraordinarily valuable ginseng, giving it a once–over.
The women from Oceanus Construction Company leaned in, laughing. “Mr. Armstrong, you know a lot- think this thing’s worth, what, maybe ten bucks?”
Ethan took a long drag of his cigarette, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke. “You think this is worth ten bucks?”
Amber’s eyes lit up, hopeful that Ethan might recognize the true value of this rare ginseng.
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But Ethan just snorted. “A rotten root like this? Worth a few bucks at most! It’s worthless.
“Nowadays, young people will try anything. Do you think bringing a cheap knock–off and passing it off as ginseng is going to fool anyone?
“Can’t they be a little more genuine?”
“If you think it’s worthless, then just leave it,” Robin said indifferently, eyes glued to the game on his phone. He tapped the table dismissively without even looking up at them.
Ethan scowled, dropping the ginseng onto the table without a second thought.
He turned and returned to his seat with a colleague, feeling that even speaking to these low–level employees for too long would diminish his status.
But the women didn’t leave right away. They stayed, brimming with superiority, and continued their
taunts.
A woman in her 30s patted Shirley on the shoulder. “Excuse me, which department are you from?”
Amber’s face tightened with annoyance. “Please, show some respect!”
The women exchanged glances and laughed mockingly. “Oh, quite the pride you’ve got there!*
Shirley ignored them, picking up the ginseng on the table and looking at Diana. “Are you sure you don’t want this?”
Before Diana could respond, Dorothy sneered. “Why would I want that worthless root? Take it back!
“Don’t assume just because Diana’s from the countryside that she’ll fall for your worthless junk.”
Robin glanced up and gestured at the ginseng. “If they don’t want it, then just take it back.”
Shirley tossed the ginseng over to Robin. “Then it’s all yours.”
Catching the palm–sized, highly valuable ginseng, Robin shook his head. “This ginseng is worth ten million dollars, and you all don’t recognize its value? Unbelievable!”
He glanced around at the women gathered at the table, lifting the ginseng box and holding it up for them to see. “Take a good look at the serial number. Look it up online later.”
The women around Diana burst into laughter at Robin’s serious expression.
“Rosalie’s new boyfriend may be a poor guy, but he does have a sense of humor.”
“And he’s not bad–looking either.”
“I mean, if he meets the criteria, maybe we could set Rosalie up with him.”
“Dorothy, Rosalie might have graduated from a top school, but she doesn’t have any connections. Finding someone from the same company isn’t the worst idea.”
Eager to please, Diana nodded to the women. “Exactly!
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Then she turned to Robin. “Did you hear that? They’re all speaking up for you.
“Robin, let me tell you, if you want to marry Rosalie, it’s not going to be that eavy?
Shirley chimed in casually, “Oh? So what does ‘not that easy mean?”
“In our hometown, it’s customary to pay a betrothal gift Diana replied icily. “If you can’t afford it, don’t even think about marrying Rosalie!”
“What’s a betrothal gift?” Shirley asked, curious, as she had no concept of it.
Diana scoffed. “A betrothal gift is based on a girl’s worth
“For someone like Rosalie, Robin would need to pay at least one million dollars before I’d even consider letting her marry him.
“Dorothy and Ethan have mentioned that for a girl like Rosalie–educated at a top school, beautiful, and valued by the company’s president–you’d better be prepared to offer two million dollars?”
Robin just listened in amusement, ignoring them.
He couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong with these people, treating marriage like a business deal and practically selling their daughters.
Had he known Diana was like this, he never would have helped them in the first place.
