Marriage with the garage queen

*The George's family mansion*

Rafael was playing dolls with his mother in the living room. He was occupied with relishing the little time he had with his mum.

His own home was too bland and straight for him. No one plays with him at his home, and he complained mostly about his butler; who looks like an old boring piece of sack. His personal butler is as hollow as banging on an empty drum, which only produces noise. Such a man is unplayable for him. In order to play with his mother, he went to the Georges' estate. If his mother and father weren't at work, he had no trouble visiting them at the family house because his father resides there.

"This is Nel, mom. And she is a princess."

The creak of the door distracted him and split his attention. Monica also fixed her gaze on the visitor as they entered like q royal family. Rosa walked in, then her husband.

"Oh! It's only aunty, mom. Let's move on," He hurriedly brought back his mother's attention to him.

Rosa and her husband approached the mother-and-son pair. She pretended to grin while sitting next to Rafael, who made every effort to avoid her. She doesn't appeal to him and he doesn't believe she would. The same is true of her spouse and her obnoxious son. Rosa Hidalgo George, Mr. Sammy George, and Jesse George are not his favorite type of people. Those three persons are not good at all, and they are pursuing the property documents.

Rafael scowled at them, then took a cautious step away.

"Rosa put her hand on his shoulder and said, "Rafael Darling."

Aunty Rosa. I don't...

Even if her family begs him, he wouldn't give her the documents, he wanted to make clear to her.

"No sweetheart." she quickly stopped him as she stroked his hair, her husband stood nearby and frowned as he looked at them. He wanted to pull his head off. But because his wife had told him about all of her schemes, he now had to seem to be on the kid's side. "I'm not here to preach to you about the documents dear." She urged him to believe her by placing her palm on her chest and saying, "Trust me, darling.

He gasped as he looked at her, then at his mother, who gazed suspiciously at Rosa . This woman understood what she meant to do is highly bothersome. She is a wily woman who desired to rule the entire planet.

"So, Aunt Rosa, why are you here?* Rafael innocently questioned. She must be here for another reason if she wasn't here for the papers. Rafael grinned at her, clearly interested in what she had to say.

"What do you think about getting a wife?"

Monica looked at Rosa with widened eyes. What does she meant by wife? Are Rosa and her her arranging for her son to be married? Oh, is it for the documents? So she would truly go to that length to obtain the property records? These people are wicked.

"What is that? Is that a toy?" He questioned with interest. He would adore to receive it if it was a toy. The name seemed to make him laugh a lot.

She smiled at him and said, "It's a playmate," which much perplexed him. Play buddy?

In frustration, Monica tightened her fist. Rosa's comments regarding her son getting married was absurd. Was she joking?

"Rosa? Mr. Sammy, please allow me to speak with the two of you." She practically yelled at them as she attracted their attention, "In private." Rosa smiled as she observed that the woman had became agitated. This woman would logically refuse, but she had other plans. After so much nagging and convincing her that this naive son of hers had to get married, she would undoubtedly comply.

She nodded her head in agreement and said, "Sure." She turned to face Rafael, who had a lovely pout on his lips. She ruffled his hair, "I will be back kiddo," and he grinned at her.

Rosa turned to face her husband, who recognized the meaning of the glance right away. He went with Monica and Rosa to a secret place to talk. He wanted more than everything that he could get rid of this man right away. But now he must proceed in the same manner as his wife without spilling any blood.

"Sorry, but my kid won't marry anybody. Are you two attempting to decide for my son?" She yelled at the both of them. Rosa sneered at Monica as she folded her arms. Now, this woman is would have no other choice but to comply.

"Are you not ashamed of yourself, Monica? Look at Rafael; he is twenty-nine years old. He has reached the legal marriageable age."

Her comment nearly caused Monica's brain to explode. Why on earth was this woman saying this?

"Monica, why don't you worry about the George's reputation instead? Your kid is ill and owns everything..." It was Sammy's turn to speak. "He needs a partner by his side, to support and help him," he snapped at her.

"I am available for him. He doesn't need a partner." She interrupted them right away.

"You couldn't possibly spend all of your time with him. He currently requires a companion to stay by his side because he is psychologically unstable. What would others think about our family? So you want your son to die like this, huh?" Rosa gave her a rolling eye.

¹My son would not die. Cut out the nonsense Rosa George. My son, he would be OK. God is merely using this as a test." she reasoned, and soon everything would be OK. Her child would be safe. These people are basically making up stories to get their hands on the documents. These people are just too sick to the bones.

"It's not about the property papers, woman. Darn you woman. Don't you feel guilty and logical? For an heir to inherit everything, your son would need to get married." Monica, who was frozen in disbelief, was yelled at, "You have to comprehend and accept it." These people definitely want these documents and they would do everything to get it. They are wrongdoers.

Bitter tears streamed from her eyes.

"Do not cry. My brother and I have previously discussed this, and he had agreed to it." Sammy yelled at her. "He also wants the best for his son, and now you have no choice but to accept," Rosa also said to her, before turning around and leaving with her husband.

Monica immediately started crying. These people are referring to her only son, who they label ill. They both had their own, which they much treasured. purely as a result of Rafael's minor illness. They were awful people.