  &quot;None.&quot; She replied.
  &quot;You might want to rethink,&quot; he said.
  &quot;Why?&quot; She asked. As he pulled out of the drive.
  &quot;Because this is something you will be wearing for a very long time,&quot; He tried to explain
  &quot;How long? She asked. No. Don t tell me,&quot; She quickly added. For as long as it takes either one of us to realize this is madness, right?&quot; She spurted out angrily.
  Michael cast a glance towards her. &quot;I still think you...,&quot;
  &quot;I might as well pick and wear anything,&quot; She interrupted. This isn t exactly what it is. Is it? And pretending to pick an engagement ring from a place I have fantasized about won t make it any real&quot;
  Michael ignores her outburst. 
  &quot;Very well then,&quot; he said, taking another turn down the road
  &quot;And next time, you should try to be nicer to some people. Like the waitr

  &quot;Beautiful,&quot; he said. Showing it to Mitchell who suddenly appeared not to be interested in what was going on.
  &quot;Anything the matter,&quot; He asked barely above a whisper.
  &quot;I think this is too expensive,&quot; she said inaudibly but loud enough for Michael to hear. 
  &quot;Who buys such an expensive ring for a sham of a union?&quot; She wondered and though she wasn t concerned with the cost, she was concerned with how real buying such a ring will make their sham of a marriage look. 
  &quot;For me? Or for you? He queried, surprised she was even thinking about the cost. None of his mistresses would have bothered about that. Not that he d care. He has the money. And so does Mitchell. Even if she was just a CEO of a company, and he was the chairman of a multibillion conglomerates.  
  She was rich.
  But there she was expressing concern over an expensive ring.
  &q

  &quot;Michael here is a good man. Though that is contrary to people s opinion. But take it from someone who has had many years with him.&quot;
  Mitchell looked towards Michael, who appeared not to be interested in what they were saying.
  &quot;And you are the first lady he d ever brought to my restaurant. I knew you must be special. And I just have to make sure you are worthy of him.
  &quot;Worthy of him,&quot; Mitchell thought. This woman must be getting it all wrong. Any woman would be worthy of Michael. But he certainly wouldn t be worthy of more than a bunch of women.
  &quot;So, do you think I am?&quot; She asked carefully.
  &quot;Yes. You are.&quot; She said, Now, let me leave you two, to enjoy your meal. She added before leaving again.
  &quot;Did she just say worthy of you?&quot; Mitchell asked after Sarah left.
  &quot;I think she did,&quot; He answered. Taking a bite of h

&quot;None.&quot; She replied.
  &quot;You might want to rethink,&quot; he said.
  &quot;Why?&quot; She asked. As he pulled out of the drive.
  &quot;Because this is something you will be wearing for a very long time,&quot; He tried to explain
  &quot;How long? She asked. No. Don t tell me,&quot; She quickly added. For as long as it takes either one of us to realize this is madness, right?&quot; She spurted out angrily.
  Michael cast a glance towards her. &quot;I still think you...,&quot;
  &quot;I might as well pick and wear anything,&quot; She interrupted. This isn t exactly what it is. Is it? And pretending to pick an engagement ring from a place I have fantasized about won t make it any real&quot;
  Michael ignores her outburst. 
  &quot;Very well then,&quot; he said, taking another turn down the road
  &quot;And next time, you should try to be nicer to some people. Like the waitress out there. And my secretary. You can do more than a brief nod of your head in reply to th

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