Liefde op vijftigjarige leeftijd: De rijkste man wordt verliefd op de hoofdverpleegster, kan deze liefde standhouden?

My name is Cindy Clark. I'm 45 this year. The lobby manager at the River Hotel. I like keeping fit in my free time and I love doing square dancing. You're already 45. You'll be hitting menopause in another 5 years. Aren't you 60 already? Men at 60 are like blossoming flowers. The older, the more flavor they have. But women at 60, I get a $3,000 pension every month. If you marry me, you're basically set for life. $3,000 is a set for life. Isn't that a little tight? I can't even spend it all by myself. And besides, add your $5,000 and we've got plenty. You've really kept yourself up. Let's not waste time. How about we try for a son? You're 70 already. You can still have kids. Hey, I've still got plenty of strength. Mr. Ray, here are the financial reports for the five listed companies under your name. Here are the keys to the taxi you asked for. I'll look at it tomorrow. I have to head out about what I told you to do. Don't say a word. Yes, about your blind date. I promise I won't say a single word about it. If you talk any louder, the whole company's going to hear. Relax. Once the baby's born, he'll definitely call you dad. Listen, I'm only 56 and I'm still a proper lady.