When Xander had mentioned an arranged marriage in front of Caitlin, he hadn't been joking.

Once that promise was made, he and Gordon would be bound as family.

Xander grew more excited the more he thought about it. He couldn't believe that one day he would be connected by marriage to a powerhouse like Master Ninth, sharing a dinner table with him.

"An arranged marriage?" Frieda's eyes flashed with concern. "The Sylvesters are a prominent family. Would they agree to something like that?"

Although Frieda wanted her son to marry into a prestigious family to elevate their status, the Sylvesters were in a league of their own.

She was self-aware enough to know that.

All Frieda had hoped for was to use Elsa's connection to Caitlin to bolster the Forrester family business.

After all, Caitlin's name alone was a shortcut to success.

"Why wouldn't they? Elsa and Mrs. Sylvester are best friends! They were even roommates in college. Elsa told me they were joined at the hip back then! Since their relationship is that close, what's arranging a marriage between their kids? Besides, isn't it trendy now for best friends to betroth their children to each other?"

To Xander, some things only sounded difficult.

In practice, they were easy.

Where there's a will, there's a way.

Besides, the bond between Elsa and Caitlin was already there. And arranging a marriage wasn't that unusual. As long as he got Elsa on his side, the betrothal was as good as done.

Xander was brimming with confidence.

Frieda found his reasoning sound. "Marry her! Marry her immediately! Go tell Elsa our family is willing to offer a engagement gift of half a million dollars! If she has any other demands, she can name them!"

Before, Frieda couldn't have been more disdainful of Elsa, thinking no girl was good enough for her precious son.

Now, Frieda just wanted Xander to bring Elsa home as soon as possible.

That was the only way to secure the betrothal with the Sylvester family.

Once that was done, their family could finally walk tall in the capital!

Half a million? Frieda would gladly pay a million to make it happen.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, as if the betrothal was already a done deal.

"Okay, Mom," Xander nodded. "Don't worry, this marriage alliance with the Sylvester family is in the bag."

Frieda's eyes shone with pride.

"Xander, oh Xander, you truly are my son. So ambitious, so capablekour family's future rests on your shoulders!"

Hearing Frieda's praise, Xander puffed out his chest. A moment later, a thought struck him. "By the way, Mom, until Elsa and I are married, you must not spread this news around. Not even to my uncle.

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If they findin You can't trust anyone. If they find canTuryst out, they'll definitely try to steal this opportunity!"

Everyone wants to climb the social ladder.

Xander had a cousin, Herbert, who was also single.

More importantly, Herbert was taller, better educated, and more handsome than he was!

Therefore, his uncle absolutely could not find out.

Knowing his uncle, if he learned that Elsa knew Caitlin, he would undoubtedly make Herbert pursue Elsa.

Elsa had no backbone; she was the type who would fall into bed with anyone who showed a little interest.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to win her over so easily himself.

So, this had to remain a secret.

Xander had it all planned out. He would have several children with Elsa. His sons would marry the Sylvester daughters, and his daughters would marry the Sylvester sons!

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