The Billionaire's True Heiress: From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 680

"Most men willing to move into the Dean estate and give up their name would just be gold diggers."

"Men from good families expect to marry a dutiful, accommodating wife."

"Exactly what I told her," Henrietta replied, acting as though she were helplessly resigned to her daughter's whims. "And do you want to know what she said to me?"

Olga had fallen completely silent. She could not exactly vocalize that Mabel's demands were utterly scandalous. Because, truthfully, as a sole heiress, Mabel had every right to demand a kept husband. The Dean family fortune was far too vast to just hand over to an outsider.

What made Olga profoundly uncomfortable, however, was how casually accepting Henrietta seemed of the whole arrangement.

"What did she say?" Reese asked, playing right into Henrietta's hands.

Henrietta chuckled gracefully. "She said, what is the problem? Our family has more than enough money. Why should I be shipped off to some other household just to serve and wait on my new family? Finding an obedient, sweet boy means he will focus on giving me the emotional support I deserve."

Olga could barely stomach another word. "But if she marries a man like that, who is going to take the reins of the Dean family business? Aren't you afraid your daughter will be taken advantage of?"

Henrietta shot Olga a cool, measured glance. "She is my one and only precious daughter. My only concern is her happiness. She can do whatever she pleases."

"You are so incredibly understanding," Olga said, forcing a stiff, unnatural smile.

That night, she returned home and dumped the harsh reality onto her husband's lap.

"The Dean family has absolutely zero interest in a traditional marriage alliance. They are terrified that families of equal standing will just try to swallow their assets."

"From what I gathered, they are dead set on finding a man willing to marry into their household and take their name."

"York is our only son. Even if you were somehow fine with it, I refuse to watch my boy become a kept husband."

The mere thought of her son bowing to his wife's mother under her roof made Olga's chest ache with sheer indignation.

Frederic listened to the entire ordeal but concluded that Henrietta was simply putting up a smokescreen.

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