"No, no!"
Isabella Weaver hurriedly grabbed Cora Ginger, who was about to leave: "It's just that I feel this doesn't belong to me, and I can't just accept such a huge favor from Mr. Hunter."
"But he said you're his fiancée, you'll be family in the future!"
"He was joking, I've known him for only a few days, and you've seen it yourself."
Cora Ginger's mind was a bit dizzy: "But I don't think he was joking. You didn't see how scary his face looked when he found out you were fired. He told Boss Duff to get there within three minutes, and Boss Duff ran over in two minutes. His size... it was hard for him to run that fast."
Isabella Weaver was momentarily stunned, but immediately shook her head. Harry Hunter had already clearly stated that he urgently needed to marry someone to contest for inheritance, and she just happened to cross his path at this time.
