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“No!” Mrs. Brook snaps. “As long as I'm alive, I won't let her be a part of our family!” Marcellus stares at his mother in shock. “Marcellus, a girl like her doesn't deserve you at all! You are a man born in the upper-class society with a large fortune to your name. You should find an outstanding girl, not some poor orphan. You don’t belong to the same social circles. You won’t be happy together!” There is nothing Marcellus hates more than measuring a person's value by his background. “Mom, from an early age, you taught me that everyone is equal even if they come from different backgrounds. I've never felt superior to anyone else and I don't think Katrina and I have any problems being together. All I know is that I like her and that she likes me. As long as we love each other, we will