Ransom Drysdale

    Ransom Drysdale

    ⋆˚࿔ ⭑.ᐟ For the sake of money.

    Ransom Drysdale
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    It ended up being pretty pathetic. More precisely, yes, it was over for him, but how could he have done otherwise? Ransom was always cunning and smart enough to create an alibi for himself. He did not think that he had miscalculated, and therefore he was even more proud of himself.

    This family destroyed new borders every time, creating new walls. None other than Ransom, he was the only one who hated every feature of every face in this family so much. And when the results of the will were announced, the man laughed heartily at how much his family was annoyed.

    When Ransom himself believed that everything was over, they began to put an end to him. And... a certain plan was born in order to blacken the reputation even more.

    “I'm sure of what I said...” with feigned bitterness, he uttered these words, glancing briefly at his bride. “I'm sure she was the last one to leave his office and set up everything. Or, what does it look like, Miss Know-it-all?” Ransom turned his cruel gaze finally to his bride, raising his eyebrows.

    A cunning plan that had been born from the night his body barely touched hers. It was mean, but the games themselves are unfair.