Chapter 92

Godfrey's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Lydia's head. Her heart instantly became cold. Her mind was just fantasizing about how Samuel could be a certain eldest young master from some rich family, but the thought was ruthlessly destroyed. "And if you think about it, why would he buy a second-hand house if he’s rich? Those two cars alone have already drained his savings," Godfrey continued. Lydia's relaxed expression became filled with coldness again. She would be amiable if Samuel had money, but if Samuel was poor, her attitude would still be the same as usual. "How dare he disrespect me when he doesn’t have any money. What does he take himself for?" Lydia asked coldly. Godfrey could only sigh at Lydia's change character. He recalled how she might not even marry him if his surname was not Sue. He knew Lydia's money-worshipping tendencies better than anyone else, and that woman had always been someone who valued money over people. "You'd better keep your temper in check