"It's not like that." Thin creases started to appear on Simon's brows. "Jean knows clearly what happened between Terence and her. But if you insist on us taking responsibility, we can only take responsibility in other ways."

In fact, he had made it clear. They were willing to compensate Jean in other ways, such as giving her money. Marriage, however, was practically out of the question.

"Do you think I’m short of money?" Barton sneered.

"I know you’re not lacking money, but that really is the only thing we can give to compensate her."

"Dad, I agree to marry Jean." Terence suddenly spoke.

"What? What did you say?" Both Tina and Simon were stunned by what Terence said. The two of them looked at him with bewilderment. After the shock passed, Tina finally lost it and asked, "Are you crazy?! Do you know what

t Simon. "Do you have any objection?"

"We respect Terence's opinion," Simon said indifferently.

Jean held Terence's hand and said, "Terence, do you really agree? Why do I feel like I'm dreaming? It doesn’t feel real at all."

"Silly girl. Do you have time tonight? Should we have dinner together?" Terence asked affectionately.

"Sure!" Jean nodded repeatedly.

This scene almost exceeded Tina’s tolerance limit. She impatiently pulled Terence over. "Come with me."

She dragged Terence all the way upstairs and pushed him into an empty room. Upon closing the door tightly, she asked, "What the hell are you doing? Are you really going to marry that Jean?"

"What do you think?" Terence smiled noncommittally.

Tina was stunned. She fixated her gaze at Terence and asked, "What are you planning in the end?"