"Not yet. The good ones won't look my way."
Goldie Thorne laughed and joked, but in reality, plenty of girls had their eyes on him. After all, the Thorne family's wealth was plain to see. Though Goldie was a slacker, he was handsome and a smooth talker, so some girls were still willing to marry him.
But Goldie Thorne looked down on all of them. He only wanted to marry a city girl. Those sturdy, robust girls from the countryside weren't his type, and he didn't want to ruin a good girl's life.
"Where are you from? How old are you? I have a niece…"
An enthusiastic woman tried to play matchmaker, but Goldie Thorne hopped on his bike and fled. He didn't want to get tangled up in any romantic drama. Making money was the priority.
And catching the cheater!
