Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1431

Raeleigh went in and stood quietly at the side. As usual, Marissa—the person with the most severe superiority complex in the room-did not spare Raeleigh a glance.

However, nobody told Raeleigh to sit down. Even Jepherson himself was left standing, without anyone having invited him to take a seat.

Although it was his own home, his parents were handling Marissa with care. It seemed a bit inappropriate for him, as a son and a grandson, to take a seat on his own accord.

Thus, he decided to stand with Raeleigh.

Raeleigh looked at him with curiosity in her dark eyes. She lowered her gaze slightly and stayed quiet.

Jepherson's hand had been holding Raeleigh's since the start. In fact, he had been using both hands to hold hers, and put their hands behind his back.

The way others saw it, Jepherson was trying to show Marissa respect. At least he wasn't being blatant about it. On the contrary, the way Marissa saw it, her terrible grandson Jepherson was giving her pointed looks on purpose.

However, Marissa did not spare Jepherson and Raeleigh any pride either. After all, Marissa's Book of Life dictated that an attitude be given to those who did the same to her.

Despite that, Marissa also did not want to sour her relationship with Trevor. Although she had lost and finally promised not to meddle in the family affairs, she self-proclaimed herself the winner.

Trevor had once mentioned that without their consent, no one would be able to enter the door to the Richards Group Manor, much less Raeleigh. To put it bluntly, even though there was no problem with her getting together with Jepherson, that did not necessarily mean she had the right to set foot in the Richards Group Manor.

His words were music to her ears. After all, it essentially meant that it would not be that easy for Raeleigh to traverse into the Richards Group Manor as long as they were alive.

She thought that Raeleigh was definitely in it for the money. Otherwise, there would be no reason for her to stay so long.

She had given Raeleigh her fair share of hints, yet she still refused to leave. Why? To put it bluntly, she was doing it for money, a gold digger who wanted to rely on a cash cow like Jepherson for a materialistic life. Marissa had seen countless women like that in her lifetime.

Those B- grade celebrities, who relied on their good looks, were all seductive foxes that were good- for- nothing. They couldn't help their husbands with anything besides eating, drinking and playing around.

At first, they would put on a show in order to marry into a wealthy family, but as time went by, they would reveal their true colors.

As she thought about it, she figured she didn't have to worry about Raeleigh too much. If she could live to ninety-nine years old, she still had a long path ahead of her.

As the saying went, you can't judge a book by its cover. As time went by, she would simply wait for Raeleigh to let slip her cunning nature.

"Enough is enough, people. I'm not that petty. Look at you two. Didn't you promise him that you'd take good care of me? Look at me, I'm finer than ever. Never mind, just call Santiago. I'd really rather not see him, but his grandfather cares about him and wanted me to give him some money. I can't come for nothing, can I?"

Marissa had already thought it through. It was useless to make things difficult for Raeleigh. Just as Trevor had said, it would upset Jepherson and Jenna, making them think that Marissa was a tough, fussy mother- in- law. Why don't she, she thought, take it slow, one foot in front of the other?

It was not the end of the story. The winner had yet to be decided.

Jenna knew that Trevor had already talked to Marissa, so she was also very clear that whatever went on that day was just a formality, which meant that she no longer cared about those things.

"Raeleigh, you can go and make the call," suggested Jenna. Raeleigh raised her head and froze for a moment. She did not expect that Jenna would make that decision, and Marissa did not speak up to put her in a tough position either.

"I'm on it," Raeleigh agreed. She turned around and took a few steps outside. Then, she took out her cell phone and called Santiago.

The moment her hands left Jepherson's, his mood went straight down the dumps. With his hands behind his back, he turned around and gazed at Raeleigh with what looked like a smile.