News of Julian's engagement spread rapidly across the wealthy town.
The local newspapers printed headlines about the billionaire and his maid.
Julian's mother, Victoria Vance, arrived at the estate the next afternoon.
She rushed into the drawing room wearing an elegant silver dress.
Victoria: Julian, have you lost your mind completely?
Julian stood up calmly from his wooden desk to face his mother.
Julian: I am marrying Clara, Mother, and that is final.
Victoria: She was sweeping our floors just last week!
Clara stepped into the room holding a tray of hot tea.
She kept her chin raised high, refusing to show any weakness.
Clara: Good afternoon, Mrs. Vance.
Victoria stared sharply at Clara's modest blue maternity dress.
Victoria: You think you can just step into our world?
Julian: Mother, treat my future wife with proper respect.
Victoria looked between her son and Clara with strict eyes.
She saw the determination in Julian's clear blue eyes.
She realized her son was not going to change his mind.
Victoria: The trust fund requires a formal family dinner first.
Victoria: If she fails, the inheritance stays with the board.
Julian stepped beside Clara and held her hand firmly.
Julian: We will be ready for your little dinner, Mother.
Victoria turned on her heel and left the sunny room briskly.
Clara looked at Julian, feeling a sudden surge of worry.
Clara: What if I ruin everything for your family?
Julian: You won't, because I am right here with you.