Chapter 3 The Girl With An Agenda
Even if 15 million dollars were given to Edie, the remaining 15 million dollars would still be enough for the Thornton family’s company to weather this difficult time. Besides, the Thornton family would be in–laws of the Brooks family, which was definitely not a loss.
One should have principles in dealings, so the next day, Edie took her luggage and went to the Brooks family on her own.
For the Brooks family, this marriage was just to bring some good luck to Carl, and it didn’t matter whether the bride was Eliza or Edie.
However, in a way, they still thought Edie was better. After all, her appearance and demeanor were there for all to see. There was no doubt she was quite charming.
A group of people was in Carl’s room, signing contracts with Edie. Carl was surrounded by a bunch of medical equipment, lying in bed completely unaware. “This is the marriage agreement…”
“And this is the property division agreement…”
Edie signed the agreements without hesitation, the pen in her hand moving swiftly.
The lawyer explained the terms to Edie, “Mr. Fabian Brooks will give you a black card later; you can use it freely. As for the property agreement, even after a divorce, you’ll still have 50% of Mr. Carl Brooks’s private property.”
After signing the contracts, Fabian Brooks, Carl’s father, said, “You’re now a member of the Brooks family. We’ll hold a wedding feast in a few days to celebrate. Carl really needs your care.”
Edie nodded. “It’s my duty, Mr. Brooks.”
Fabian was quite satisfied with Edie. “Still address me so formally?”
Edie quickly changed her address. “Alright, Fabian.”
Seeing that Edie had no reluctance in her attitude, Fabian softened his stance. “I feel at ease knowing you’ll look after him.”
Indeed, he could rest assured. After all, it was Edie who had performed Carl’s surgery.
Regardless of whether Carl could hear or not, Fabian said to him, “This is Edie. She’ll be your wife from now on,
Carl lay motionless on the bed.
After Edie saw the group out of the room, the butler Drogo Macy came in again. He approached Carl, who was lying in bed, trying to help him sit up.
“Let me help,” Edie said.
Drogo declined her offer. “Thank you. But I’m taking him for a bath.”
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Chapter 3 The Girl With An Agenda
“I’ll do it. I’m his wife now; I should help him,” Edie insisted.
Drogo didn’t want to argue with Edie over it and backed off.
Edie got a black card and 50% of the private property of the wealthiest man in Clerlun. She felt a bit smug inside. ‘This is truly a windfall!
She was very satisfied because Carl was a vegetable, which saved her a lot of trouble. He could give her money, wouldn’t nitpick at her, and was also good–looking.
As soon as Drogo closed the door, Edie looked at Carl’s peaceful and handsome face in bed and murmured, “Your family is really generous.”
Carl had been lying in bed for half a month without knowing when he regained
consciousness.
He could hear the sounds around him and naturally knew that his family had got him a
wife to bring his change of luck.
Even though he had not deliberately tried to find out about Edie, they both moved in the same upper–class circles and had unintentionally attended the same parties or heard each other’s names at certain social events.
Carl only knew that Edie was very smart; she was a 21–year–old medical doctor, the youngest director at a tertiary hospital in the city and a genius in the medical field adored by many; she was completely different from most rich heirs who only knew how to enjoy themselves.
The first impression Carl had of Edie was when she said, “Your family is really generous,” by his bedside in a laughing voice.
He thought she was greedy and scheming. ‘She must have racked her brains to marry me for my money. Now that I’m a vegetable and can’t refuse the engagement, she’s seized the opportunity. And it seems she even has a boyfriend.‘
He thought gloomily in his heart, ‘Who is her boyfriend? He’s such an unlucky man to have taken an interest in her and got played by her. See, as soon as she got the chance, she married me.
‘Well, fine. At least I’m the best among her targets.‘
