Meeting The Holts

The Holt Mansion was located in one of the most lavish estates of Prince County. Victor had reluctantly agreed to meet Claire's parents after hours of her nagging.

"You've ignored me enough!" The billionaire goddess grumbled over the phone. "You promised me a favor but backed out several times already! That isn't fair! Doesn't the all-powerful Victor Damone stay true to his word?"

Victor sighed. "Alright. Tell me what the issue is?"

"Hmph. I told you already—my parents have found a groom candidate for me. They want me to get hitched as soon as possible."

"That doesn't sound like a problem. Go ahead and get married." Victor heard Claire groan and could imagine her pouting over the phone. She wasn't happy with his insensitive remark.

"I don't want a husband right now!" She sounded more like a whining brat than a grown woman. "I'm still in my twenties!"

"Sounds fair to me. You can just turn down the candidate."