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It was very early in the morning, and the sun had just risen. Its sunlight blotted the ground lazily. The surroundings were still so quiet, as many people had not gotten up from bed yet. But inside the Yan family villa, there seemed to have a war.
"Dad, are you crazy? Why do you want me to marry that disabled man? No way! That's impossible!"
The woman's voice that used to be lovely now angrily reverberated inside the room.
Grace Yan opened the door and slowly walked in.
It was very rare for the Yan family to fight like this.
Her lips curved into a derisive smile as she lowered her head.
No one had even noticed that she was already there.
It seemed that the fight would not stop as the man shouted, "What are you talking about? Don't you know that if you get his property, you can get anything you want for the rest of your life?"
The beautiful woman got more furious. Her fair face was already red with anger, which made her look more attractive.
"Dad, you know that Ethan An is a disabled man, and he has to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. He can't give me the life I want. Besides, I heard that his face is permanently disfigured. How can I spend my life with such a man?"
'Ethan An?' Grace Yan was about to turn around and go back to her room, but she suddenly stopped when she heard the name. She had heard of this man before. She didn't expect that William Yan would sacrifice his favorite daughter for his own interest.
At this moment, he was really enraged. He stretched out his hand, pressed Ella Yan's shoulder tightly, and said earnestly, "I'm doing this for your own good. After marrying him, your future will be secured. If he dies, you will inherit his fortune."
But Ella Yan remained unconvinced. She said, "Dad, why don't you marry him yourself? Why me? I don't want to risk my happiness for his money. Oh, by the way, why don't you just let Grace marry him? We all hate her, don't we?"
Ella Yan pointed at Grace Yan, who was standing at the side and smiled. Her eyes shone with malice. She was happy that she could finally get out of this mess.
Upon hearing what Ella Yan said, William Yan turned around and looked at Grace Yan up and down. Ella Yan was right. He had always regarded Grace Yan as a burden of the Yan family. Now might be a good opportunity to get rid of her. If Ella Yan didn't tell him, he wouldn't have thought of this idea.
In the end, William Yan made up his mind. With a stern look on his face, he said to Ella Yan, "I know what to do. Go back to your room. Aren't you going to a nail salon this afternoon for a manicure?"
Understanding the situation, Ella Yan jumped up, kissed William Yan on the cheek, and left. But before she could finally disappear from the door, she turned to Grace Yan and smiled triumphantly.
This time, only William Yan and Grace Yan were left in the room.
William Yan waved at Grace Yan and motioned for her to come closer. Left with no choice, Grace Yan unwillingly walked towards him with hesitant steps. She didn't know what was on his mind, but she knew that it wasn't good at all.
Although his face looked cunning, William Yan pretended to be a kind father and said, "Grace, I have been supporting you for so long since you were a kid. But now that you've grown up and our family is in trouble, perhaps it's time that you help us."
Grace Yan could already guess what William Yan wanted to say. Looking livid, she said, "No. I won't marry that disabled man either."
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