If I didn't know she was Dominic Hartnell's mother, I would have thrown the paper ball in my hand at her. Even if it didn't hurt when it hit, I felt like it would at least relieve some of my anger if I threw it hard enough. I tried to hold back my frustration, but in the end, I threw the paper ball into the tea cup in front of me, still emitting a faint smoke. Looking at the quickly dampened paper ball, I said, "Mrs. Han, I won't bother you anymore. Please tell me where my parents are so we can leave." After venting my anger, I started to worry about my parents. If Dominic Hartnell's mother was being so rude to me, I could only imagine that she wouldn't treat them any better. But where were they? Did Dominic Hartnell already send them away? But if that were the case, they wouldn't have left me behind alone.I now stared unfriendly at Dominic Hartnell's mother. If she had really done something outrageous, I could endure it. But if she had hurt my parents, then I'm sorry, there would be no room for negotiation. However, she didn't answer my question at all. Instead, she responded with a question of her own, "You don't want ten million? Have you really thought it through?" "You know, once you have this money, not only will you benefit from it, but your family will also be able to enjoy a better life. Then, you won't have any trouble finding the kind of man you want." "One should not be too greedy in life. I've told you this before." "That's enough!" I had finally managed to suppress my anger, but her words provoked it once again. With a loud bang, I slammed the table. I tightly held onto the armrest of the chair as I stood up."Is it not enough? Money, money, money. You keep throwing money at me, as if having money makes you superior. It started with one million, now it's ten million. What's next? In your eyes, is Dominic Hartnell someone who can be measured by any price tag?" "These conditions you're proposing, they're not insulting me, but him, your son! His excellence, his goodness, and his pride cannot be measured by money." "If today, it was him who wanted to break up with me, I would leave without a second thought. But now, if you want to use money to get rid of me, I'm sorry, but you're destined to be disappointed." I spoke rapidly, not stopping even though a dark cloud seemed to hang over Dominic Hartnell's head, his expression obscure and unfathomable. But I had been holding back these words for a long time, and I couldn't bear to keep them inside any longer. Do the wealthy only have a taste for spending money? Don't they get tired of using the same tricks over and over again? In my heart, Dominic Hartnell is priceless, and I will never leave him for money. After blurting out everything that had been weighing on my heart, I immediately turned and left without any hesitation. I don't care what she thinks, now I need to find my parents. Since it's clear that I'm not welcome, I won't be shameless and impose myself on them. I won't even take a single grain of rice from their house. But deep inside, a hint of sadness slowly spread. After today's experience, the future seems even more uncertain. Dominic Hartnell and I probably won't ever get married in this lifetime. However, even so, I have no regrets. I walk with firm steps, as long as Dominic Hartnell is by my side, there's nothing to worry about. Marriage or no marriage is not the main point, it's all about the person's heart. But Dominic Hartnell's mother seemed unwilling to let it go. She actually called me back. I actually wanted to leave without turning back, but she is his mother, and thinking about that, I stopped. It doesn't matter anymore, patience can turn into steel. Since it has come to this, whatever she wants to say, let her say it. I'm not afraid. I turned around expressionlessly, "What else do you want to say?" I saw Dominic Hartnell's mother standing there, staring at me intently, but because of the backlight, I couldn't quite make out her expression. "Here's your last chance, are you really not going to regret it?" I placed my hands on my protruding belly, using the last bit of patience I had left, afraid that she didn't hear clearly. Through gritted teeth, I said, word by word, "No, re-gret! Are you satisfied now? Can I leave?" "Alright." Upon hearing her response, I lifted my leg to leave. However, the words she said next made me freeze, truly frozen, at least for five minutes. She said, "Liliana Zanetti, I hope you remember the words you said today. Since you can speak so confidently, I will temporarily believe you." "If in the future, you dare to betray Donglai and hurt him, I will make you regret it." What does she mean? What does this mean? In the future... if I want to avoid regretting my past, at least I need the present, right? So, did her mom finally give in and agree to let me be with Dominic Hartnell? A thousand question marks kept popping up in my mind, but I couldn't make sense of the answer at all. It was like a fantasy, a miracle. The person who just a second ago was waving a small check to drive me away suddenly changed their attitude. I... covering my wildly beating heart, looked at Dominic Hartnell's mother with wide eyes, opened my mouth several times, but couldn't say anything. "What's wrong with you? Weren't you so talkative before? Why are you suddenly mute?" I didn't know what was happening to me either. A surge of excitement was about to rush to my head. "You..." "Liliana Zanetti!" I finally managed to squeeze out this one word, and then I heard Dominic Hartnell's voice behind me. Within a few seconds, he was already in front of me, and he hugged me tightly. "Mom, what are you doing?" I leaned weakly against Dominic Hartnell's chest, hearing his mother's indifferent response, "What am I doing? What do you think I can do to her?" "You two aren't married yet, and you're already going to marry her. Have you forgotten about your mother?" I had already been shocked once, so now hearing these blatantly meaningful words, I had developed some immunity, but Dominic Hartnell hadn't. Although he had told me before that he had talked to his mother once, I believed that she definitely didn't mention marriage at that time. So now, I could clearly feel Dominic Hartnell's arms trembling slightly as he held me. "Mom, are you saying... you agree to me marrying Liliana Zanetti? You accept it?" Upon hearing this, I too anxiously glanced at his mother, my heart filled with apprehension. However, his mother adamantly declined to provide further information, merely gesturing for us to follow her downstairs. Observing the graceful woman leading the way, I felt the urge to halt her. Could we please be direct and avoid these intentionally suspenseful games?