Chapter 35
"Mr. Salvatore, do you have any thoughts on their marriage?" Garrett asked, setting down his glass.
Jorge looked at Mikayla and Carlos, sitting together. Watching their interaction, he realized they were a perfect
match, both in appearance and character, like a match made in heaven.
"Til leave it to the young couple! They have more opinions than we do Jorge and Garrett clinked glasses,
laughing heartily.
Mikayla could see that Jorge was satisfied with Carlos siner entering the roo
Carlos also raised his glass and drank with them. At the end, he got up, filled his glass, and said calmly. "Mr. and
Mrs. Salvatore. Please just trust
Mika to me
"She's my only daughter. Treat her well, or don't blme for being a ruthless father!" Jorge and Sylvia stood up
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand raised their glasses. "We treasure Mikayla in our hearts. If you can't make her happy, Jorge and | won't
agreer They were famous for protecting their daughter.
"Mr. and Mrs. Salvatore, rest assured. In the future, in addition to you two, Ill love her the sway!" Carlos
promised as he gazed at Mikayla affectionately.
"And us." Selena smiled, standing up.
"Yeah, once Mikayla joins our family, we'll love her as our own!" Garrett added,
"Thank you, everyone! The scene moved Mikayla to tears,
The atmosphere during the meal was very harmonious. In the end. Garrett and Selena even gave a generous gift
to the Salvatore family.
Night fell, and Mikayla and Carlos's wedding was scheduled for early spring.
The next day was a rare sunny winter day. The faint sunlight seemed to break through the clouds. Two pieces of
explosive news spread through the bustling streets of Xosa. First, Carlos and Mikayla's wedding was officially
announced after their parents met.
Second, the daughter of the Klein family was spotted at a nightclub and spent the night with a male escort.
Juliet got up early in death.
the
morning with her messy hair. When she spotted the bold headlines on the newspaper on the table, she nearly
choked to
Who the heck took my photo? And a fucking portrait at that? Meanwhile, that ice sculpture didn't even get a shot
she cussed silently. But soon, she noticed the words "Male Escort
After throwing the newspaper into the trash can, climbed back into bed and tried to sleep again. How will that ice
sculptor react when he sees this news. Anyway, it's none of my business, though. Will Brandley be impressed
after seeing it?' she wondered. Thinking of Brantley, she woke up for good and got out of bed.
Approaching noon, Juliet stood at the gate of the Municipal Government building, all dressed up, holding
something in her hand.
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"You're here, Ms. Klein!" Harvey Collins, Brantley's assistant, called out as he hurried over when he spotted her.
"How did your boss react when he saw the newspaper today?" Juliet asked, handing Harvey the item. Brantley
always read the newspaper every day. a habit she picked up too.
Harvey took it with a bright smile. "He didn't react. You know how my boss is. No one can ever guess what he's
thinking"
Juliet chatted with Harvey about Brantley for a bit as she followed him to Brantley's office. Harvey enjoyed her
visits, despite her high status, she was down-to-earth and always brought him gifts. She would also deliver lunch
to Brantley, but since Brantley never touched them, Harvey got to enjoy them instead. | can't understand.
What's so wrong with Juliet! Why wouldn't the boss accept her feelings. Rich people are hard to understand;
be mused.
"Mr. Lindstrom is in his office. He's been busy with the competition, so please mind the time, Ms. Klein, Harvey
whispered before leaving.
Knock!
"Cin," a cold voice responded from inside.