If You Try To Sell My Granddaughter Away, I’ll Clobber You

“Only 100,000 Gold Coins?” Rhea sneered. “Do you think my granddaughter’s dowry is only worth a measly 100,000 Gold Coins?”

Before Ethan left, he had left them a fortune enough to make a mere 100,000 Gold Coins look like pocket change in their eyes.

The gold coins the young man had given them were enough to fill up their entire living room.

He also gave them countless precious stones, as well as pearls the size of an adult’s fist, which would fetch a high price if they were sold to collectors or auctioned in the capital city.

“Please, Lady Rhea, we didn’t mean to offend you,” the middle-aged man smiled. “If 100,000 Gold isn’t enough, then I’m sure the Master will not mind doubling or even tripling it. This shows how serious he is to make this marriage proposal work.”