Chapter 2018: Rented a Boyfriend

“Let’s talk inside,” Madilyn suggested. “I’m so glad you’re back.”

Norton knew how Mildred had bullied Lorraine and Madilyn. However, his business had just boomed, leaving him little time for family matters. He couldn't reason with Mildred, so he only checked on Lorraine. He offered compensation, but she refused, criticizing his past betrayal and neglect of Madilyn. Initially remorseful, his guilt faded with time. He couldn't sacrifice his business empire, reputation, or social standing. Relationships, however, were inconsequential.

“Quit acting, Norton Sheffield,” Madilyn said coldly, her eyes fixed on him. “I won’t agree to your terms, nor will I abide by your arrangements. I only want my mother. Bring her out now, or else…” If looks could kill, Norton would be dead. I can’t believe shameless men like him exist! she thought. He dumped Mom and me, ignored us for over a decade, and now wants to marry me off for his own benefit! It’s an embarrassment to be related to him!

“Or else what?” Mildred interrupted, her anger erupting. “Let’s be clear, Madilyn. This is Xandenia, not Horington.”

Mildred, despite Madilyn’s earlier intimidation, remembered her own bullying and felt no fear. So what if Madilyn’s driving a Rolls-Royce? she thought. No matter how rich she gets, she can’t change who she is. Wait… could the car be rented? Someone might have suggested this bluff! That car looks familiar… it belongs to the Kaiser Hotel’s general manager!

Confirming her suspicions with the registration plate, Mildred smirked. “Haha! Shame on you, Madilyn Xander! You rented this car, didn’t you? And hired a driver? How much is the daily rate? My, my… to think you’d go to such lengths to impress.”

Madilyn was speechless. I can’t believe Mildred’s focused on the car, she thought. But it’s not surprising; she always judges people by appearances and possessions. A snob, through and through.

Norton’s gaze darkened. “What’s the deal with this car? Is it really a rental?”

Madilyn shook her head and chuckled. “Birds of a feather flock together! Norton, Mildred, does this mean you’ll only respect me if this Rolls-Royce is mine? Otherwise, I’m a pushover?”

A sneer crossed Mildred’s face. “Of course! If you fake being rich, don’t blame me for calling you out!”

A slow clap echoed from the Rolls-Royce. Clap! Clap! Clap!

Jonathan emerged, grinning. “By the way, Mr. and Mrs. Sheffield, Madilyn didn’t just rent the Rolls-Royce. She rented a boyfriend, too!”