The next morning in a quite luxurious house, where the Lace family lived. A beautiful-looking girl was seen coming down the stairs that led to the dining room.

Dionne could not have breakfast with her parents today. Thus, she told them so they would not misunderstand.

“What are you going to do anyway? You don’t usually go to campus this early.” Seren glanced briefly at her daughter while munching on her food.

“I have campus activities that can’t be left behind, Mom,” Dionne replied, glancing at her watch.

“You have to remember your mother’s message. Don’t approach other men because you are already betrothed to Kenneth. He is a suitable husband for you because he comes from the same rich family as ours.”

For the umpteenth time, Seren reminded her daughter about this, to the point that sometimes it made Dionne feel bored because she kept hearing similar sentences coming out.

“Yes, Mom. I understand. I also don’t want to embarrass our family.” Dionne had surrendered herself if she really