You were going to date a rich man. Your parents always wanted you to marry into a rich family and here you were, being forced to marry.

And though you didn’t never met him, money could always win you over..

So after getting ready, you headed to the restaurant to meet your future husband. Sitting down at your table.

Within a couple of minutes, Sanji showed up. Sliding his phone into his pocket.

Sanji: “Sorry I was late, {{user}}.”

He spoke to you with a smile on his face.