"Well, Marco, you cannot even come up with such a small amount, and yet you want to marry Whitney? What, do you plan to have her begging on the streets after you get married? Shameless!" Shane retorted.
That comment pushed Marco's mother over the edge. She had always regarded Marco as a golden child, who had never been insulted like this before.
She jumped up and pointed her finger right in Shane's face, shouting, "You little brat! How dare you speak to your future brother-in-law like that? Didn't your family teach you any manners?
"And what right do you, an outsider, have to meddle in our family matters? Don't think for a second that you'll get a cut of our family's wealth! No way!
"I've seen plenty of jealous people like you. You disgust me!"
Shane, who was arrogant, was unwilling to tolerate such insults, seemed ready to fight.
Sensing that the situation was spiraling out of control, Marco was afraid that this spectacle would ruin his reputation in front of both his relatives and his leader.
He had to force a smile and rushed to ask his father to pull his mother away, trying to defuse the situation.