"The one you found before, we haven't met him and couldn't help you vet, but Viscount Reis certainly won't wrong you!"
Arabella Vanderbilt slowly blinked, curled her lips into a slight smile, and looked indifferently at Rosy Roberts, saying:
"Are you sure you want to accept this bridal gift?"
Rosy Roberts nodded, "The gift list is with me, and I've already accepted it."
Arabella Vanderbilt said coolly, "I'm about to get engaged."
"Cancel that engagement." Rosy Roberts said firmly, "Do you think your so-called fiancé is better than Viscount Reis in every way?"
"..." Arabella Vanderbilt said nothing.
"Even if you tell others about this marriage, no one would fault me. Do you know how rare it is to marry into Y Country's nobility? Others would envy you!"
Marrying into Y Country's nobility?
Indeed, it's very rare.
