One Hundred.

"How dare you choose to disgrace this family for

someone who isn’t even worth it?" her father barked, his voicefierce with anger.

"He's my fiancé, Dad. Mind how you speak to him," Sandra replied, her voice firm.

Her father shook his head, his expression resolute. "Over my dead body will I watch him become my son-in-law," he declared.

Sandra laughed, her eyes flashing with defiance. "Dad, so I look like I care? I will choose him over my so-called brother, who didn't hesitate to sell me off to Marcus early this week," she said, her voice dripping with disdain.

Her father's eyes widened in shock. "What? John tried to sell you?" he asked, his voice disbelieving.

Sandra nodded, her expression grim. "Yes, Dad. That's the kind of family we are.”

"Why didn't you tell me? Let's settle this as a family and forgive him. Why let this go so far?" her father asked, his voice laced with disappointment.

Sandra looked him straight in the eye. "He's not being punished for trying to sell me off, rememb