Clara Grant's mind couldn't keep up. "W-What do you mean?"
"It's exactly what it sounds like. You marry me, and in exchange, I'll give you everything you want!" Seth Quinn repeated, with uncharacteristic patience.
Once Clara Grant was sure she understood what he meant, she figured Seth Quinn was either crazy or still half-asleep.
'Hasn't he always looked down on me with contempt? And now he's actually saying he wants to marry me?'
'Last night, didn't he arrogantly treat me like a prostitute and tell me to name my price? How did things make a quantum leap from a crude transaction to sacred matrimony in just one night?'
"Hah," Clara Grant sneered. "A scumbag who leaves a trail of broken hearts everywhere he goes wants to get married? Are you even worthy of talking about marriage? Do you have any idea what marriage is? It's not something you can just jump into on a whim and then leave when you get bored!"
