Is money really that great?
Sigh!
Christina Armstrong just pretended not to see the Driver's look.
After the Driver left, footsteps were heard again in the house.
It was George Armstrong.
For the past few days, George Armstrong had been in an exceptionally good mood, especially when he saw the envious looks of his roommates.
But as soon as he got ho, the smile on George Armstrong's face completely vanished.
Seeing her precious son return, Sabrina Sabir imdiately asked with concern, "George, have you eaten? If you haven't, I can go make sothing for you right now!"
"I'm not hungry," George Armstrong shook his head.
Sabrina Sabir went on to ask, "Do you have ti tomorrow, George?"
"No ti, I have a full schedule of classes tomorrow," George Armstrong replied.
Hearing this, Sabrina Sabir's eyes filled with disappointnt, "Your sister has her big day tomorrow, can't you take a day off to send off your sister?"
Christina Armstrong also looked up at George Armstrong.
George Armstrong impatiently said, "I can't take leave."
Sabrina Sabir wanted to say more, but Edward Armstrong, smiling, said, "The child's studies are important. I think Christina definitely wouldn't mind. After all, there will be many more days to et in the future."
Sabrina Sabir smiled and nodded, what Edward Armstrong said was right, nothing was more important than George Armstrong's future.
George Armstrong couldn't be bothered talking nonsense with his parents.
They were even willing to sell their own daughter, what was there to say to such people?
George Armstrong looked down on these people!
Christina Armstrong followed George Armstrong to his room.
Seeing Christina Armstrong co in, George Armstrong's face was full of disgust, "What are you here for?"
His sister, not to ntion her lack of education, also had ambitions too high for her station!
He and Christina Armstrong were not on the sa path.
Christina Armstrong forced a smile, "George, do you want to marry that old man?"
"You've already done it, so why bother asking ?" George Armstrong retorted.
Christina Armstrong's smile intensified, "George, are you saying that this was all my own choice?"
"Isn't it? Life is all about choices. What you get, you have to lose sothing for! Everything was voluntary, so why put on a look of being wronged?" It was both sickening and pointless to act both the seller and the martyr.
Christina Armstrong nodded, "Yes, I chose this all myself. Who else could I bla?"
With that, Christina Armstrong left George Armstrong's room.
Seeing Christina Armstrong enter George Armstrong's room, Sabrina Sabir was nervous and imdiately went to George Armstrong's room, looking at him, "She didn't bully you, did she?"
"No," George Armstrong said.
Upon hearing this, Christina Armstrong breathed a sigh of relief.
That had scared her to death.
Soon, it was the third day.
Today Peter Stone was coming to marry her.
Christina Armstrong woke up early in the morning and dressed quietly in her wedding costu.
At four in the morning, the makeup artist arrived at the Armstrong Clan on ti.
Christina Armstrong cooperated with the makeup artist.
The makeup artist happily said, "Miss Armstrong, you have such a good skin complexion, it doesn't pick up any makeup at all. Did you put on a face mask last night?"
A face mask?
Christina Armstrong shook her head, "I never use those things."
Every girl wants to look beautiful every day, right?
But Christina Armstrong couldn't afford to do so.
Because her salary had to be handed over.
Having worked for ten years, she hadn't bought a single bag, a set of skincare products for herself, she didn't even know the steps to apply a face mask.
There was no room for herself in her life.
In the future, all she could do was accept her fate.
The makeup artist, surprised, said, "Not caring for your skin and still so good, if you took care of it, it would definitely be even better."
"Perhaps," Christina Armstrong said with a smile.
Seeing the smile on Christina Armstrong's face, the makeup artist paused.
This bride seed a bit strange.
It was supposed to be a happy day, but she didn't seem happy at all.
Although the makeup artist was puzzled, she didn't ask any more questions and continued her work.
Two hours later, a delicate makeup look was completed, and seeing herself in the mirror, Christina Armstrong smiled faintly.
Thank you, Peter Stone.
She had never seen herself look so beautiful.
So this was what she looked like in a wedding dress.
It's a pity.
Ti could not be frozen at this mont forever.
Sherry, the matchmaker who helped bring Christina Armstrong and Peter Stone together, picked up a comb, smiling, and spoke auspicious words, "One combing to the end, one combing to the end, wealth without worries; second combing to the end, free from illness and sorrows; third combing to the end, many sons and grandsons..."
Hearing these words, Christina Armstrong's face lit up with a smile.
Many sons and grandsons.
What a wish for many sons and grandsons.
Sherry also felt that Christina Armstrong was acting a bit strange today, "Miss Armstrong, what are you smiling about?"
"On such a joyous day like today, shouldn't I be smiling?" Christina Armstrong retorted.
"One should smile, one should smile," Sherry nodded repeatedly.
Smiling was the right thing to do, but Sherry always felt that kind of smile was too sinister.
However, this was the path Christina Armstrong had chosen for herself, she couldn't bla anyone else.
At eight in the morning.
Peter Stone, dressed in red wedding attire and carrying flowers, ca on ti to pick up his bride.
Seeing the groom with graying hair, full of wrinkles, the makeup artist was stunned; she finally understood why Christina Armstrong had such a gloomy look.
So...
Having worked this job for so long, it was the first ti she encountered a couple with such an age difference.
Can parents really agree to this?
What a sight to behold!
Peter Stone stood in front of Edward and Sabrina Armstrong, smiling as he changed the way he addressed them, "Dad, Mom."
Sabrina Sabir nodded continuously, "Good, good."
Edward Armstrong handed Christina Armstrong's hand over to Peter Stone, full of smiles, "We entrust our Christina to you now."
As soon as the two were successfully married, it would an that Peter Stone would imdiately pay the 1 million dollars dowry.
Anyone would be overjoyed with such a deal.
"Mom, Dad, rest assured, I will definitely not let you down," Peter Stone said, holding Christina Armstrong's hand tightly.
At that mont.
Christina Armstrong felt utterly nauseated.
"Christina, let's go. From now on, you are the mistress of the Stone family."
Christina Armstrong was led by Peter Stone out the door.
Just as she stepped out of the Armstrong Clan's front door, turned back to glance at her parents standing there and at the living room she had once lived in, then in front of everyone's eyes, she broke free from Peter Stone's hand and jumped toward the open window in the hallway.
Almost without a hint of hesitation.
Bam!
A loud noise ca from below.
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