The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1169 - 1148: Blue-faced Disaster!

So, for a question like Naya’s, Nicole Thompson’s answer, the instinctive reaction of her mind, just blurted out.

Hearing Nicole’s reply, Naya’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Since your affection for Brother Sandy from your family is just like that of a sister for her brother, why don’t you introduce him to me? I quite like him!"

Encountering a guy who could make her heart flutter was a rare thing, so seizing the moment while Melissa Tanner rejected him was crucial, or by the time she changed her mind, it would have nothing to do with her, especially since, aside from Nicole Thompson, the campus beauty, Jasmine was considered the prettiest at the school.

When the man she liked had such a formidable rival, it was essential to strike first.

"Pfft!"

Almost in unison, Melissa Tanner and Nicole Thompson both burst out laughing, "Naya, we must have heard wrong. You’re a married woman!"

"What kind of status does that have? He has no looks, no talent, I never liked him. It was him who relentlessly pursued me. I’ve already told him I want to break up. He was never my type!"

Naya vented all her dissatisfaction in one breath, "The type of man I like is someone like Moriya Sandy!"

"But, Nicole, Brother Sandy is a doctor, aren’t you not fond of doctors?"

Jasmine felt confused by her sudden change, "Plus, you’ve said before that your father wants to find a match of equal social standing, and a doctor doesn’t match your family’s status at all, does it?"

Naya’s family background was the second best in their dormitory after Nicole Thompson’s. In Corda City, it was one of the top wealthy families. Unlike the Thompson family, Naya’s family was exceedingly traditional, strictly adhering to old customs, deeply ingrained with the concept of matching social classes. The reason Naya could accept her current boyfriend was because, though average in looks and education, his family status was still acceptable.

To doctors belonging to the working class, she never paid them any attention, which fundamentally set her apart from Nicole Thompson.

"It doesn’t matter, as long as I like him, these aren’t big issues. If it comes to it, I’ll discuss it with my father, maybe Brother Sandy can marry into my family. If he does, the groom won’t need to provide a betrothal gift or dowry, and we won’t even have to worry about the banquet expenses. This way, there won’t be any problem at all!"

Marrying in?

Images of Brother Sandy wearing a white wedding dress and marrying a woman instinctively flashed through Nicole Thompson’s mind, startling her briefly, "No, no, Brother Sandy would never marry into a family!"

Of that, she was certainly sure!

"Nicole, how can you be so sure?"

Moriya Sandy’s affection for Nicole Thompson was apparent to Naya, who had just heard Nicole say she didn’t like Moriya Sandy and only saw him as a brother. Naya instinctively thought that Moriya Sandy wasn’t a suitable match for the Thompson family’s mistress, mismatched in social standing, hence Nicole’s disinterest. "Nicole, my family’s situation is different from yours; your family already has a son, and daughters are expected to marry out. My family has only me, their precious daughter. If he marries into my family, he’ll be treated like a son, and eventually, all the family assets will be his. Think about how many years of struggle that would spare him compared to working as a doctor!"

Thus, Naya was almost certain, Moriya Sandy could never resist such a temptation!

It was pointless to even mention the prospect of a son-in-law marrying into the Thompson family since the family businesses were Roy Thompson’s, having no relation to Moriya Sandy. Perhaps that was why Moriya Sandy, having grown up with Nicole Thompson, had always just been like a brother.

That’s what Naya thought, but her situation was different; she had always been the only precious daughter.

So, on this matter, she felt she had an edge over Nicole Thompson, her love rival—this was, to date, Naya’s greatest confidence.

"Naya, Brother Sandy is absolutely not that kind of person!"

Hearing her say this, Nicole Thompson felt a nameless rage ignite in her heart, burning so intensely that it almost hurt her liver and lungs. "Besides, you have a boyfriend now. If you break up with him because you’ve fallen for my Brother Sandy, then he would be the male mistress. I would stake my life on it, Brother Sandy would never be a male mistress!"

After all, having grown up together, Nicole still had that bit of confidence.

"I broke up with my boyfriend first, not the other way around where I cheated on him with Brother Sandy. Nicole, please don’t be so stubborn. Just help me connect with him, I’ll handle the rest!"

Nicole Thompson even acted as matchmaker for Melissa Tanner, so Naya felt that she deserved the same help.

"No, I can’t do that kind of thing!"

Without even thinking, Nicole Thompson immediately shook her head and refused, "If your situation were like Jasmine’s, with no boyfriend and no rich family hierarchy, I would certainly introduce you. Asking me to make Brother Sandy your male mistress before even starting, on top of that, for him to marry into your family, I won’t do it. Even if I introduced him, Brother Sandy wouldn’t agree. An introduction like that is simply pointless, so why bother!"

"You..."

An introduction is pointless?

Was she so sure that this guy would look down on her?

Naya was so angry that she couldn’t speak for a long time.

"Look, Naya, don’t make things hard for Nicole. You see how Sandy sees only Nicole. It’s clear that his eyes have only her. Although Nicole treats him like a brother, she can’t knowingly send other people his way, knowing they like him. That would be too much even for Sandy, let alone me!"

It never occurred to Melissa Tanner that Naya could say such a thing, "If you really like him, you should figure it out yourself—that’s how you show your sincerity!"

Finally, because of Melissa Tanner’s words, Naya didn’t speak another word.

After being busy for a couple of days, the weekend arrived. Naturally, on the weekend when there were no classes, Nicole Thompson would go home. This home wasn’t the one in Corda City anymore; it was the one where her brother and sister-in-law lived in Andras City. Nicole Thompson attended the best university in Andras City, stayed at the school dormitory during the week, and would go to her brother’s place to relax over the weekend, especially since she didn’t have to worry about meals and Brother Sandy was usually there too.

Normally, the thought of seeing Brother Sandy over the weekend made her happy, but this time, due to her roommate’s meddling, Nicole felt somewhat afraid to meet him.

Melissa said Brother Sandy liked her, Naya said she liked Brother Sandy, and wanted him to marry into her family.

These sentences felt like a giant stone weighing on Nicole Thompson’s heart, rendering even her beloved games joyless.

"Nicole, why are you so down after seeing Brother Sandy?"

She had just turned on the computer, and hadn’t even logged into her games when she heard a man’s familiar voice, "Who’s upset my little girl? Brother Sandy will take care of it for you!"

"What if I said it was you?"

Nicole Thompson abruptly turned the computer off, turned to him, and bitterly said, "You disaster of a charmer, a man of many admirers!"