Classic Novel
Chapter 3
Chapter 3 I am your fiance
“Are you Miranda Brown?” Robin walked past the coward, walked over to Miranda and sized her up.
Miranda frowned slightly in confusion and said coldly: “ Who are you?
“This is our New Year party. How could you waste your time here?
“You better get out before we get too angry!”
Robin was surprised that his fiancée was so tough.
But he liked me.
“Miranda, I'm your fiance. I came to marry you. When can we get married?
Laughter came from the silent room.
How absurd!
“Enough! If you keep talking nonsense, I won't show you mercy! Miranda snapped.
The man next to him took a step forward and I blurted out: “Nut! How dare you make fun of Miranda...?
“Go away!” Robin pushed him away and approached her.
“Miranda, I'm your fiance. This is the commitment agreement between our grandparents.”
He handed her a piece of yellow paper.
The party guests were shocked.
“Agreement?”
“A well-prepared liar!”
“Did I even prepare that to move up the social ladder?”
Miranda's eyes turned as she unconsciously looked at the paper in her hand.
His body trembled slightly.
The signature was actually his grandfather's!
Jacob Walsh, the man next to Miranda, was surprised to see the yellow paper in Robin's hand.
How dare a poor man like Robin try to compete with him?
Jacob was upset!
“Agreement? Let's go! “It is a time of freedom!”
“Heh, do you think you can lie to him with a piece of shit?”
Jacob signaled to his bodyguards. “Take it out!”
“Wait, Mr. Walsh!” Miranda took the paper and stopped it.
She frowned at the paper.
A long time ago, his grandfather told him about the commitment.
But she didn't expect it to be true!
I looked at Robin. His clothing did not suggest wealth or power.
“What do you do? What's happening with your family? Miranda asked tentatively.
Robin shrugged. "I have no job. “ My family could have died.”
Someone sneered in the hallway: “A homeless man without a job…”
Miranda looked at him with disdain.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.
How could such a low life be your fiance?
Her goal was to be a woman like Cecilia Decker, the president of Purpeak International Group!
“Commitment? “Nonsense!”
A middle-aged man came out, stood in front of Miranda, and snapped.
“Young man, go now. “You are not welcome!”
It was Miranda's father, Alex Brown.
“Sir. Brown! Mr. Brown!” Jacob said politely.
Julia Corbett, Alex's wife,
I was happy. “I'm sorry, Mr. Walsh.”
Then, with a lot of makeup,
He turned to Robin coldly:
“Commitment? Bah! What liar!
“Look at you! Do you think you are good enough for my daughter?