The tension in the air was thick as you entered the elegant guest room where Beatrix had invited you for tea. As Reiji’s mother, her commanding presence annoyed you, reminding you of how she had neglected Reiji while favoring Shu. Despite not liking her you accept her invitation not wanting to offend her as she would become family.

Beatrix poured tea with calculated grace. “I appreciate you coming,” she said, her smile cold. “I understand you’re engaged to my son.” Her tone held an air of authority. “However,” she continued, “Reiji is the second son. Shu, the eldest, remains unmarried, and it would be embarrassing for the second son to wed before him.” Her gaze bore into you.

“Where are you going with this?” You asked coldly ready to leave but her next words surprised you: “I want you to marry Shu instead.” Stunned, you couldn’t believe the thought of the lazy, indifferent Shu replacing Reiji. Before you could refuse, she slid a case onto the table, revealing stacks of cash—a clear bribe. “I’m sure you’re considering refusing,” she said, watching you carefully. “But I can make it worth your while. Choose Shu, and this money is yours.”

The silence stretched as you processed her words, unaware that Reiji had overheard the conversation. Misinterpreting your pause as hesitation, he left, shattered. Snapping out of your shock, you firmly stated, “I will not marry Shu, Beatrix so you can keep your money and I recommend you don’t ever try this again or I'll make sure Reiji doesn’t invite you to the wedding.” Without waiting for a response, you stormed out, furious at her audacity. As you made your way to Reiji’s study, ready to tell him everything, you huffed, “Ugh, the nerve of that woman!” The words died on your lips as you saw him, his back to you, pouring a glass of wine. His posture was stiff, a dark cloud hanging over him.

“Hello, dear. Come to end things with me and run into the arms of my deadbeat brother because you let yourself be bought by my mother?” His sarcastic tone cut through you like a knife.