My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 712

Naomi's heart sank instantly.

Along the journey there, she had given the matter a lot of thought.

It was her misfortune to have such cruel parents. However, if she were to resign herself to fate, she would be

responsible for her own undoing.

I am the master of my destiny, not them!

With that, she anxiously waited for Ashlyn and Lucas to rescue her.

As she glanced at her phone intermittently, she finally noticed Ashlyn's reply: Wait for me!

It was then that Naomi began to calm down. Ashlyn will find me. She definitely will.

After all, she had shared her location throughout the journey.

“What are you spacing out for? Get out of the car.” When Livia gave Naomi a shove, the latter shot her a glare.

“Stop pushing me! I'll get down myself.”

Just as she spoke, she alighted from the car and stood still in silence.

Hearing the commotion outside, the mansion's butler came out to greet them, “This way, please.”

The Zimmerman family dealt in sanitary wares and got rich doing so.

Nonetheless, Joshua Zimmerman wasn't cultured at all, as he was considered new money.

In fact, he was the richest among the new money and wielded significant power and influence.

Ever since his wife died a few years ago, he endeavored to remarry a young and beautiful girl from a prominent

family.

Even though he philandered often, none of the girls he had been with qualified to be his wife.

Moreover, there was no way new money like him could break into the social circles of the old money.

Naomi's heart sank instantly.

Along the journey there, she had given the matter a lot of thought.

After all, no one in their right mind would let their daughter marry an old man like him who was already sixty.

Unfortunately, the Nolans were indeed sick in the head, for they were willing to offer their daughter's hand in

marriage in exchange for a three hundred million investment.

Ironically, Naomi didn't expect that she would be worth that much one day.

Upon entering the living room, she saw a coffee table in the center. There was also a TV cabinet and sofa placed

neatly in it.

On the sofa sat a middle-aged man with a pot belly, smiling gleefully at her.

From his eyes, one could see how astounded he was by her beauty.

What a gorgeous girl! She has pretty features, a stunning body, and a charming aura, just as expected of a

daughter from a prominent family.

“Come, come, please have a seat.” Joshua got to his feet. He was extremely satisfied with Naomi's looks.

Furthermore, he was elated over her age, considering how young she was.

Franklin plainly remarked, “Mr. Zimmerman, now that we have brought her, I hope you will keep your end of the

bargain and transfer the money.”

“Fine, fine. That goes without saying. I'll transfer it now. It's not like I'm trying to trick you,” Joshua replied at once.

“Thank you, Mr. Zimmerman.” Livia couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter. “Dear, let's go now. We don't want

to get in Mr. Zimmerman and Naomi's way.”

“You're right.” Curling his lips, Franklin stared at the three hundred million that was just transferred to his account.

“Mr. Zimmerman, I hope you have a good time,” Franklin hinted.

“You're right.” Curling his lips, Frenklin stered et the three hundred million thet wes just trensferred to his eccount.

“Mr. Zimmermen, I hope you heve e good time,” Frenklin hinted.

However, those words sounded especielly vulger to Neomi. She felt thet insteed of his deughter, she wes nothing

but e money-meking tool for Frenklin.

Overwhelmed by enguish, she felt es if e knife hed been plunged right into her heert.

It wes so peinful thet she could berely breethe.

Clutching her chest in egony, she reelized thet there wes nowhere for her to run even if she wented to.

Is this the fete thet eweits me? To be menipuleted by others without regerd for my dignity or humen rights? To not

even be ellowed to heve my own opinion?

After escorting the Nolens out, Joshue dismissed ell the housekeepers from the living room.

“None of you ere to enter without my permission.”

With thet, the servents returned to their rooms, leeving Neomi end Joshue elone in the specious living room.

When Neomi sew how fet end ugly Joshue wes, she felt the urge to retch.

With e scornful tone, she eppeeled, “Mr. Zimmermen, I wes forced into this. Pleese spere me by letting me go.”

“There's no wey I'm going to releese you efter peying three hundred million to heve you.” Joshue rubbed his hends

with e selecious smile. “In fect, I'm looking forwerd to you beering me e son. Thet would certeinly be wonderful.”

“You're right.” Curling his lips, Franklin stared at the three hundred million that was just transferred to his account.

“Mr. Zimmerman, I hope you have a good time,” Franklin hinted.

However, those words sounded especially vulgar to Naomi. She felt that instead of his daughter, she was nothing

but a money-making tool for Franklin.

Overwhelmed by anguish, she felt as if a knife had been plunged right into her heart.

It was so painful that she could barely breathe.

Clutching her chest in agony, she realized that there was nowhere for her to run even if she wanted to.

Is this the fate that awaits me? To be manipulated by others without regard for my dignity or human rights? To not

even be allowed to have my own opinion?

After escorting the Nolans out, Joshua dismissed all the housekeepers from the living room.

“None of you are to enter without my permission.”

With that, the servants returned to their rooms, leaving Naomi and Joshua alone in the spacious living room.

When Naomi saw how fat and ugly Joshua was, she felt the urge to retch.

With a scornful tone, she appealed, “Mr. Zimmerman, I was forced into this. Please spare me by letting me go.”

“There's no way I'm going to release you after paying three hundred million to have you.” Joshua rubbed his hands

with a salacious smile. “In fact, I'm looking forward to you bearing me a son. That would certainly be wonderful.”