342: Chapter 342

Chapter 342

'I will get even with him for this humiliation,' Graham vowed in his heart. 'He will regret everything once he sees me with Kate, happily married.'1

Graham and Sarah ended the call after agreeing to proceed with Matt's plan first, then consider Erin later. Matt was easier to reach and easier to control than the unpredictable Erin.

Sarah chuckled after ending the call, "Oh, Graham, you are so stupid when you're in love. It's so obvious that Henry is trying to protect Kate from his father. But you're too blinded with jealousy and rage."

"But it's okay. It's very beneficial for me. The angrier you are, the more predictable you get."

Sarah got up from the sofa, sauntered to her bedroom, and started taking off her dress. She was wearing a colorful dress adorned with diamonds, flashy and fitting her body very well, but she needed something less eye-catching.

"Hmm~ Hmm~," Sarah hummed a song while looking through her dresses in her dressing room. She picked the one with the least adornment. It was a plain white dress that looked modest, though the price was far from it.

"This is perfect for Marlon," Sarah nodded. "I need to show him how modest and sweet I am, a perfect woman for the ever haughty and reckless Henry."

Sarah made sure that she wore barely any makeup and even went as far as sabotaging herself, making sure she looked beat up and tired. She had to be convincing to play the heartbroken ex-fiancée in front of her future father-in-law.

It took her a while, but once she was done with her face, she nodded approvingly, "Perfect, now let's make sure that old crook will be on my side."

The Grant estate was grand yet empty, as usual. There were a few maids, butlers, and security around the estate, but it was far from the bustling castle that Sarah's parents owned.

There were no garden parties and no visitors during the usual day. Even during Christmas, the Grant family usually spent it together as a small family or kept fewer than twenty people at the table.

Marlon was old and creaky; he got annoyed by many things, loud noise being one of them.

Since Dahlia was out of the house, the previously quiet estate became even quieter.

Penny was a prostitute who climbed the social ladder by trapping Marlon after a one-night stand. Her reputation was known across the old-money circle, to the point that nobody wanted to side with her. The men didn't want anything to do with that kind of dangerous snake, while the women despised the mistress.

So Penny was all alone. Nobody wanted to talk to her, nobody wanted to invite her to any tea party or gathering. So she spent her life lavishing herself with diamonds that barely suited her at all.

"And those two people are the easiest to manipulate," Sarah said. She parked her car and went inside the mansion.

The butlers and maids were already familiar with Lady Lancaster. When she asked Marlon and Penny's whereabouts, one of the butlers replied, "They are in the study room, Milady."

All the butlers and maids in this mansion had been trained to understand the etiquette when facing a noble, something that Sarah really liked. After all, she would be Henry's wife in the future, so they had to get used to it.

'Especially when he will be a Duke if his branch noble family can't have a male heir. He is literally the perfect husband for me,' Sarah walked through the corridor leading to the study, imagining herself getting the title of a Duchess.

"Duchess Sarah Stone York, from the House of Lancaster, betrothed to Duke Henry Theodore York, from the House of York," she murmured. The title felt nice on her tongue, especially after knowing she didn't need to bear the surname of Grant.

It was a good surname, but not better than York. It was truly the title she wanted, and Henry had to replace his surname if he had to be promoted as the duke.

All this time, she had always imagined herself marrying a prince, but the current prince did not like her. So if she could not be a queen, then she would be a duchess, at least.

She did not like Henry, at least not romantically. But she had never loved anyone, not even her parents. She was incapable of feeling such a thing, and the only thrill she could get was from looking down on other people.

Henry was simply the right man at the right time. She was his stepping stone to be even more powerful, so she could look down at those powerless, poor peasants.

'And I will do anything to achieve that thrilling sensation.'

Sarah stood in front of the study room. She knocked on it a few times, and then opened it. As she expected, Marlon Grant was sitting in his wicker chair, reading a book while Penny was trying her best to entertain herself with her phone.

She had been desperately trying to get Marlon's attention, but the creaky old man was ignoring her completely. After all, he had a good life with Dahlia until he realized that he had gotten older, and Dahlia—despite getting older as well—became even more influential than him.

Marlon realized that Dahlia might overpower him in the near future, which was bad because his pride as a man wouldn't let that happen. So he decided to go with Penny, a whore with barely any connection, nor competence to lead a rich mansion.

Marlon and Penny lifted their heads at the same time, and a small smile appeared on their faces when they saw their future daughter-in-law.

"Sarah! Oh my, why didn't you text me before you came?" Penny rushed to hug Sarah. "I miss you!"

Sarah frowned a little, but she quickly hid it in front of Penny.

'Ugh, why do I have to hug a whore? This is so disgusting!' Sarah cursed in her heart. But her lips were very sweet. "I wanted to surprise you! I miss you too!"

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