Chapter 1987 Not A Princess

• “What else?” Gerson shot back. “The man’s older, wealthy, powerful, and already has a wife. You refuse to be the mistress. Do you expect to become his wife? Rosemarie, face reality. With our background, if I didn’t know this boss and you weren’t a student at a prestigious university, you wouldn’t even qualify to be his mistress.”
• “Gerson, are you insane?” Had the car not hemmed her in, Rosemarie would have leaped to her feet. “You just admitted I’m a prestigious university student—young, pretty, with a bright future—and you want me to become some man’s side piece? Are you trying to ruin me?”
• Gerson let out a chuckle. “Prestigious university student? Don’t forget you squeaked in at the bottom and chose the most obscure major alive. You’re unlike Idalia; whatever she studies, she’ll never worry about work. With your major and zero connections, do you honestly think you’ll find a job? If you can’t, there’s no difference between your degree and one from a diploma mill. You’ll still crawl back to our small town and spend your life punching a clock.”