Chapter 1642: 402: Radiant! Chapter 1642: 402: Radiant! The whole situation arose because the Charles family was dissatisfied with Hobar Salmen.

The Charles family, albeit a minor nobility locally, saw Hobar as nothing more than a commoner.

Thus, they proposed a condition.

They wanted Hobar to marry into their family.

Being the only descendent of the Tiarks Clan, Rudolf Sale and Susan Salem naturally didn’t want Hobar to marry into another family.

When it came to this matter, Hobar also felt a headache, “Let’s wait a bit longer.”

We’ll just keep talking.

In any case, dating Mary Charles didn’t cause him any loss.

Susan slightly furrowed her brows, “Why always drag this out? Are Mary’s parents very adamant that you must marry into their family?”

“Yeah,” Hobar nodded.

Susan sighed.

A moment later, as if Susan remembered something, she looked at Hobar, “What exactly is your relationship with Mary at this point?”

“What do you mean?” Hobar asked.

Susan narrowed her eyes, “My meaning is, have you two progressed to the final step?”

Before Hobar could answer, Susan continued, “I heard people in Country Polluton are very open, especially regarding gender relations. Hobar, why not get her pregnant first? Once the deed is done, they won’t be able to interfere, and Mary will have to marry you whether she wants to or not!”

Once Mary bore Hobar’s child, she would have no choice but to marry Hobar!

That would also save a hefty dowry.

And they wouldn’t have to put up with the Charles family’s attitude.

It was simply a win-win solution.

Hearing this, Hobar slightly furrowed his brows, “Mom, is that really okay?”

Such behavior didn’t conform to the conduct of a gentleman.

Susan huffed coldly, “What’s wrong with it? I’m asking you, do you truly love Mary?”

Hobar didn’t truly love Mary.

He pursued her because of her background.

Marrying into the Charles family would definitely lead to a substantial advancement in his career.

Moreover,
Mary was also a standard beauty, and gradually, Hobar developed genuine feelings for her.

Susan then asked, “Is it that Mary is the only one you would marry?”

“Yeah,” Hobar nodded.

Susan smiled and said, “There you go! If you love her, you should bear the fruit of your love with her. Son, listen to me, sometimes you need to use certain tactics. Forget about being a gentleman; the greatest winner is the one who gets the beauty!”

“Once you marry Mary, you will be the envy of everyone!”

Hearing this, Hobar narrowed his eyes.

His mother’s words did make some sense.

But…
Hobar struggled internally with this idea.

Susan knew her son well.

This child was especially kind-hearted from a young age and adhered to the way of the gentleman; asking him to do such a thing now naturally made him uncomfortable.

Susan then said, “Hobar, if you don’t want to do this, Mom won’t force you. Think about it yourself; the decision is yours.”

Hobar didn’t speak.

On this side.

Looking at Susan and Hobar’s backs, Eleanor Armstrong slightly furrowed her brow, “Lentz, did you see that? Look how pleased with herself she is!”

Harlan Lentz replied helplessly with a smile, “After all these years, why do you two still meet like drawn swords?”

Susan and Eleanor had been college classmates and were neighbors as children.

Growing up together and attending the same school, naturally, people compared them, especially once they both married into River City.

Eleanor was just slightly behind Susan academically.

Thus, Susan always felt superior when facing Eleanor.

Fortunately, Eleanor was more beautiful than Susan.

As long as they were at the same school, Eleanor was definitely the belle.

Although publicly they were good friends, there was always an undercurrent of tension between them, persisting even after they got married and had children.

Eleanor’s three sons, each one more outstanding than the last, with her youngest son becoming well-known in the Capital City.

At that time, Susan had always been quite envious of Eleanor.

Only when Terrence Lentz had his car accident,
Susan finally lifted her head in front of Eleanor, brimming with triumph.

Eleanor turned to Harlan and continued, “This has nothing to do with me; she always provokes me first! You saw it just now. All I did was speak the truth, and if she doesn’t believe it, fine, but she still had to mock me! Pfft!”

Harlan chuckled and replied, “It makes sense that she doesn’t believe.”

After all, Terrence Lentz’s reputation was well established.

If they weren’t the parents involved, they would find it unbelievable too.