Isabella was cold sometimes, but that was not her true personality. She was a reasonable person.

Austin was not worried that he would be mistreated as a live-in son-in-law.

“Ms. Isabella.”

Isabella looked toward him and waited for him to speak.

He asked, “This may be abrupt, but may I ask what your ideal type is?”

Isabella was stunned.

Why did the question come to her?

What was the type of man she liked?

‘Someone like Austin,’ she thought.

After a moment of silence, she said, “I like men who are capable, responsible, and have correct values. Even if his family isn’t as financially well-off as mine, I don’t mind so long as he’s honest, competent, and sincere about his feelings for me.

“Of course, it’ll be great if we have the same social status. That way, we’ll have similar perspectives and more common topics. If we get married, we’ll be joining forces instead of it being a one-way financial aid.”

“Although you can accept someone who isn’t from a similar family backgrou