Chapter 150 Melissa You Must Be My Wife

• The Lamborghini came to a screeching halt and two well-suited guards alighted and opened the door for a tall, long-haired, well-built Caucasian who alighted with an aura of splendor and unlimited show of wealth.
• He was none other than Rod Benson. Looking sophisticated was an understatement. As the only heir to the Benson Dairy in New York, Rod Benson was the girl-puller and virtually every prestigious family in New York and beyond courted him for a son-in-law. As the youngest and richest bachelor in town, Rod was intelligent, well-lettered, disciplined and above all open to marriage.
• As he stepped out of his Lamborghini, he gazed upon the magnificent skyscraper which had Benson Dairy written on a sign board just beside it, and he smiled contagiously, “My inheritance,” he mumbled briefly and started prancing forward.