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In no time, Tyler shot him another text.

[Hey, heard your folks are starting to hash out the nuptials with Wendy. You really tying the knot? Fitch,

man, you gotta think this through. Getting hitched to her is a big deal. Once it's set in stone, there's no

turning back. Ian and Maja are all lovey-dovey, and they haven't even got a whiff of wedding bells.]

As the phone kept buzzing, Fitch couldn’t help but check it. Seeing the last message, he responded.

[So, matching pedigrees is important. If Ian had chosen a gal from our circles, he wouldn't be jumping

through these hoops.]

After sending that, a cold clarity settled in his eyes.

Sure, he'd come to terms with Ian and Maja being an item, but if Ian hadn't picked Maja, he'd probably

be a dad by now, not floating around abroad.

In his world, pedigree always came first. Especially after bumping into Zoey's mom tonight, that crass

woman. What kind of catch could her daughter be?

The Haskins family would never let that kind of woman through their doors, not just his opinion - Mia

felt the same.

She was going off in her chat group about tonight's encounter with Zoey's mom. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

[Swearing like a sailor. Seriously, what do you expect from low-class stock? Calling out every name in

the book, going off on that poor girl. My brother's face turned green. Must've been his first time dealing

with such vulgarity. Y'all should've been there. She wouldn't even qualify as our maid.]

After firing off those texts, Mia got busy applying a face mask. The group lit up in no time.

[So, no wonder your brother's not into Zoey. Can you imagine if her mom even went to school?]

[School? I checked. The woman barely finished elementary. Hilarious, right? Who's just got elementary

nowadays?]

[What's so funny about that? Zoey herself is from some no-name university. We're all from prestigious

schools here, aren't we?]

[She's trying to climb the social ladder, but she's not looking at where she came from.]

Whenever Zoey came up, this crowd was always quick to tear her down. Now they had her education

to mock, and they took their shots to debase her; only through that would they feel better. If none of

them had snagged Fitch, why should Zoey?

Mia, mask in place, smirked at the chat.

[Don't worry; my brother's not into her. After seeing Zoey's blunders, he's probably regretting ever

getting involved. A blemish on his life.]

After sending that, she hummed a tune, thrilled as she forwarded the chat screenshots to Wendy.

"Don't sweat it, Wendy. We're all rooting for you."

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She contacted someone in an instant.

"Hey, John, how's it going? I hear you're meeting Zoey soon. I need a favor. Don't worry; I'll have your

back if anything goes down. Coոtent оf Draмaոovеls.cом

She hung up, smugness in her eyes.

Zoey was trying to make it in showbiz, rubbing elbows with celebs. Ruining her would be a piece of

cake.