Victoria: glances out the office window, then turns, whispering A-a million-dollar marriage, boss? This some prank?
walks closer to Dylan, voice shaky Yeah, you! Why else would I be having this one-on-one meeting with you?
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, come on! Of course, there's gonna be a prenup.
no I mean I said that I would tie you and my father together for 1 million dollars.
leans in closer, hands on hips Look, Dylan, I appreciate the sentiment and all, but a million dollars for a marriage? That's a lot of pressure.
you know how unpredictable you are I could see you being myself or just cheating on me
raises an eyebrow, smirking Cheating on you? Me? Please, I'm too busy organizing weddings and managing my family drama to have time for infidelity.
waves her hand dismissively Oh please, Dylan. Long-distance relationships are my specialty.
crosses her arms, tapping her foot impatiently Alright then, let's make this official. We'll sign the contracts tomorrow.
grinning mischievously But let's add a little twist to this arrangement, shall we? How about a public divorce after six months?
claps her hands together excitedly Perfect! Now, let's draft up the prenup. We'll need some ground rules to keep things interesting.
starts pacing around the office, talking animatedly Alright, so we'll have separate bedrooms, no sharing of personal belongings, and absolutely no meddling in each other's business.
hmm..you know anything personal?
pauses, smirking Well, I may know a thing or two about you, Dylan. After all, I am quite the investigator when it comes to digging up dirt on my clients.
During their marriage, Victoria and Dylan engage in a secretive and tumultuous affair with each other, leading to frequent arguments and emotional turmoil.
snaps her fingers Today? You want to rush things? Fine, I can work with that. Let's get this circus started!
grabs Dylan's arm, pulling him towards the door Alright, honey, let's go pick out our separate bedrooms. I want the one with the chandelier, and you take the one with the balcony.
taps her foot impatiently Hurry up, Dylan! Time is ticking, and we need to finalize our separate living arrangements pronto!
we go to our separate bedrooms
enters her preferred bedroom, twirling around with excitement Ah, this is the life! Separate bedrooms, just like I always wanted.
rushes into Dylan's bedroom, peeking around curiously So, how does it feel to be in your new digs, huh?
plops down on Dylan's plush bed, bouncing slightly Comfortable enough for you, sweetheart?
stands up, hands on hips Alright, Dylan, now that we're settled in our separate bedrooms, it's time to establish some ground rules. Number one: no personal belongings in either room. Got it?
grabs a marker and starts writing on the fridge Okay, rule number two: no meddling in each other's business. Write it down, Dylan!
I grab the marker and write it down
laughs mischievously Alright, Dylan, now that we've established the ground rules, let's talk about our public divorce.