Betty couldn’t fathom Zoe’s audacity in proudly announcing her engagement. It seemed like sheer


    madness.


    As the Beckett Group president, Jasper was so powerful that Javier had no control over him. What


    could the Harpers do about Jasper?


    However, she chose not to confront Zoe directly, choosing instead to observe as Zoe unwittingly made


    a mockery of herself and turned the Harper family into theughingstock of Sna City.


    “Whatever. I don’t mind as long as you’re happy. I wish you and Jasper a happy marriage,” Betty said


    to Zoe reluctantly.


    “By the way, do you remember Mayor Hodgson’s son? He was interested in you, but you weren’t into


    him, so the blind date didn’t work out,” Zoe suddenly changed the topic.


    Mayor Hodgson’s son? Betty recalled the guy, Freddy Hodgson. Sophia had brought Betty to meet with


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    Mayor Hodgson and his wife at a golf course earlier. It was a blind date masked as a meeting, as


    Sophia intended to get Betty acquainted with Freddy.


    In the end, the mayor and his wife were uninterested in Betty. Not only that, Mrs. Hodgson


    outrageously requested to meet with Lauren, which was a p in Betty’s face.


    To save her face, Betty lied and boasted to Zoe that she had asked Sophia to turn down the Hodgsons’


    marriage proposal because she deserved a better suitor.


    “Yes. Why did you bring him up?” Betty said crossly.


    “Oh. Nothing. He’s pursuing me,” Zoe replied andughed gleefully.


    Shocked, Betty snickered. “You’re about to be Mrs. Beckett soon. You probably wouldn’t even look at a


    mayor’s son.”


    “I only have eyes for Jasper, that’s for sure. That’s why I turned down Freddy’s advances. But he said


    he was very in love with me and willing to do anything for me. And by everything, he meant everything,”


    Zoe remarked and cackled sinisterly.


    “What do you mean? What’s your n?” Betty pressed on as she could sense there was more to Zoe’s


    words.


    “I want him to marry Lauren,” Zoe announced.


    Betty inhaled sharply upon hearing that. Zoe could be very maniacal at times. How could she demand


    her


    Zoe barked into the phone, “Hey, where the fuck were you? I couldn’t reach you at all.”


    Zoe addressed her in an authoritative tone, as usual.


    Betty, in pain, pressed against her bandaged face and retorted, “Watch your tone. I’m Betty Beckett,


    not your maid!”


    “Poor you. I haven’t gotten even with you when you humiliated me in front of Jasper. You have no right


    to be mad at me now,” jeered Zoe. “Whatever. I’ll overlook that. Someone will pick you up tomorrow. Go


    with me to my engagement dress fitting.”


    “Engagement? Whose’s engagement?”


    “My engagement to Jasper!”


    “What?” Betty gasped, looking stunned. “Jasper can’t possibly agree to that unless he’s lost his mind.”


    “He hasn’t agreed yet, but it’s just a matter of time,” Zoe asserted. “Wait and see. He’ll cave in soon,


    and I’ll be your sister-inw.”