Chapter 3

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We stayed out celebrating until past eleven that night.

When we arrived at the Mercer estate, the Lockwoods were standing outside the gates.

Not only that, my father and my grandmother had also returned.

Seeing me, Rosalyn's grandfather, Thomas Lockwood, hurried over to apologize.

"Landon, my boy, I am truly sorry for the trouble caused to you."

"We came here tonight specifically to make amends!"

Thomas had always liked me, but he no longer ran the Lockwood estate.

"Grandpa Thomas, your health is fragile. Let's talk inside."

Hearing this, Isla stepped up and smacked me on the back of my head again.

"Spineless! They don't even deserve to set foot inside our house!"

With that, she turned on her heel and headed upstairs.

She truly bowed to no one.

In the living room, Thomas looked at my grandmother with pleading eyes.

"Old friend, this is entirely our fault. I only just found out about it."

"Our families' alliance was arranged decades ago; we cannot just break it."

"How about Rosalyn apologizes to Landon, and we proceed with the engagement as planned?"

My grandmother leaned on her walking cane and let out a chilling sneer.

"You break it when you want, and take it back when you please? What do you think the Mercer family is?"

"You slapped our family in the face in front of the entire city."

"A woman like Rosalyn Lockwood is not worthy of marrying into the Mercer household."

"Who wants to marry him anyway?" Rosalyn scoffed, rolling her eyes and muttering under her breath, "Old hag!"

"I am one of the hottest stars in the industry right now. Do you think I need to cling to the Mercers?"

"Let me tell you, a top Hollywood studio is already preparing a blockbuster contract with my agency. I am going international."

"With my status, your family can no longer control me."

Only tonight did I finally see Rosalyn's true colors.

When she was broke, she begged at my feet like a stray dog.

Now that she thought she had wings, she looked down on me.

It seemed I had been far too lenient with her.

Right then, my grandmother suddenly stood up and slapped Rosalyn hard across the face.

"You ungrateful, ill-mannered brat! Who gave you the audacity to speak to me like that?"

Rosalyn lost her mind in rage. "You crazy old hag, you hit me? Do you have any idea how much this face is insured for?"

"Even my own grandfather has never laid a finger on me, and you dare strike me?"

"I'll kill you!"

Rosalyn actually lunged forward, trying to assault my grandmother.