novelraw Chapter 791: Trying to Steal Love
Chapter 791: Trying to Steal Love
After a while, she changed into a nude-colored long dress, stepped out in high heels, and asked with particular delight, "Quickly, help me see how this looks? Isn’t it much more elegant?""Miss, it’s too mature and steady and doesn’t fit your character." The servant spoke directly, "This piece is too old."
"Yes, Miss, with your cute personality, wearing this always feels a bit odd."
"Ah?" Melissa Merce looked at herself disappointedly, "Is it really that bad? I checked myself in the mirror and felt it was okay."
But then she said tirelessly, "Alright! I’ll pick something else! Wait for me a moment!"
It wasn’t until two in the morning that Melissa finally chose an outfit she was satisfied with, and she even took a few photos after putting it on.
The servants dared not look; older folks tended to find looking in the mirror at midnight a terrifying thing, yet she was taking selfies!
Melissa changed into a formal dress, happily turned around and left, but not in the direction of her bedroom.
"Miss, you should go to sleep!"
She quickened her pace without looking back and eventually knocked on the master bedroom door, the servants couldn’t stop her!
"Miss, it’s already two in the morning, what are you doing?"
"Miss, stop knocking, whatever it is, wait until tomorrow. Mr. Mercer and Madam are already asleep!"
"Miss..."
Just as they were trying to pull Melissa away, the door to the master bedroom opened.
"Dad!" The girl eagerly called out and then broke free from the servant’s grasp.
"Good evening, Mr. Mercer." The servants quickly greeted respectfully, looking as if they had done something wrong.
There stood Zachary Merce in high-class silky pajamas at the door, "What’s going on?" His voice was gentle, not upset at being disturbed from sleep.
After all, she was his precious daughter, spoiled since childhood.
Melissa rushed forward, grabbing her father’s hand, her eyes brightened as she asked, "Dad! For Grandpa Morgan’s birthday banquet tomorrow, is this outfit okay? Do you think it’s suitable?"
Zachary Merce earnestly admired the custom-made dress on his daughter and nodded, "Looks great, looks great, whatever you wear looks great!"
The praised girl was very pleased, "Dad, tomorrow you absolutely must bring up the marriage proposal to the Morgan elders, especially Grandpa Morgan! As long as Grandpa Morgan agrees, no one dares disagree."
For the young miss who always got her way growing up, marriage was an even more significant matter that needed to go her way.
"Alright, alright, I’ll definitely bring it up." Zachary Merce was already prepared, "Tomorrow’s a big occasion, Finn Morgan will surely return, and I’ll present a valuable gift straight to Grandpa Morgan’s heart, it’s time to bring up the marriage proposal."
"Thank you, Dad! Hopefully, we can marry this year." Melissa said, "I don’t want to drag on any longer; you know he’s already looking for a girlfriend outside."
His daughter was determined to marry Finn Morgan.
Ever since returning from Riventhal, she couldn’t stop talking about Finn Morgan and eagerly looked forward to tomorrow.
"Sweetie, go to sleep quickly, or you’ll get dark circles." Zachary Merce told her, "Tomorrow’s entrance should be stunning, daddy has plans."
With her father’s reassurance, Melissa felt like she had taken a calming pill and left comfortably with the servants.
As the master bedroom door closed and Zachary Merce returned to bed, he discovered his wife was already awake.
His wife softly asked, "Is she really set on marrying Finn Morgan? But Finn Morgan publicly courted someone else in front of the media; if she forcefully snatches him, wouldn’t that damage her reputation when reported?"
"That’s Finn Morgan’s rebellious psychology when found, courting her is like a desperate dog jumping over a wall." The middle-aged man didn’t care—
"I guarantee that Finn Morgan doesn’t truly love that girl; he’s using her as a shield. Otherwise, why hasn’t he dated for years? Our Melissa just found him, and he suddenly starts dating? It can’t be such a coincidence."
Analyzing it this way seemed to have some logic.
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