Mikayla straightened her attire. It took a while for the redness in her face to fade away.

She had to convince herself it wasn't her imagination when she recalled the scene earlier on. She had always been well-brought up. 'Why was I so bold?' she wondered. In the end, Mikayla concluded that she couldn't stand Carlos' good looks.

Seeing that Mikayla had tidied up, Carlos opened the door and let Lorenzo in.

Lorenzo looked at Mikayla's foot, pinched it with his hands, and asked her, "Does it still hurt?"

Mikayla frowned slightly, endured the pain, and nodded. She thought, 'It's fine if I don't touch it. It really hurts when you pinch it like this.'

Lorenzo went out, returned with a bottle of ointment in his hand, which was different from the previous one, and handed it to Carlos. "Use this ointment from now on and massage it lightly. There's no need to overdo it. You should know that, right?" Lorenzo said to Carlos.

Carlos nodded.

"That's it. I'm out of here! Take your time." Lorenzo grinned wickedly and then said to Carlos, who looked gloomy, "You should pay attention to your posture. Otherwise, the wedding will have to be postponed." After saying that, the energetic Lorenzo, who was still in his fifties, ran away quickly.

Mikayla and Carlos looked at each other awkwardly.

Lorenzo's words echoed in Carlos' mind. 'You should pay attention to your postures... Does this mean...'

"I'll go out for a while. Wait for me here." Then, he hurried out.

For the sake of his own happiness, he had to clarify with Lorenzo.

By the time Carlos and Mikayla arrived at the Salvatore manor, it was already half past eight.

Jorge was reading the newspaper, and Sylvia was watching a drama. They were enjoying rare leisure time. The younger couple walked toward them. Mikayla called out, "Dad, Mom."

Carlos also greeted politely, "Mr. Salvatore, Mrs. Salvatore."

Sylvia and Jorge were very happy to see the couple together every day.

"You're back!" Jorge folded the newspaper neatly and placed it on a glass coffee table.

"Mr. and Mrs. Salvatore, I'm here today to discuss the betrothal gift with you in addition to Mika's matter." Carlos and Mikayla then sat on the couch.

Jorge and Sylvia looked at each other.

"Mr. and Mrs. Salvatore, I can make the decision myself. Just tell me what you want." Carlos knew what they were thinking at a glance.

Mikayla sat next to Sylvia, took her hand, and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm your only daughter, so you can't be softhearted."

Sylvia tapped Mikayla's nose lovingly and said, "Silly girl, Carlos' family is in charge of the betrothal gift. Your father and I have been discussing about your dowry these days." Mikayla pouted.

Sylvia continued, "You're about to get married. We don't know what we will prepare for your dowry!"

Jorge glanced at Sylvia and Mikayla, picked up the coffee on the coffee table, and took a sip. "Carlos, we have no objection to the betrothal gift. My wife and I only have one daughter, Mika. As long as you treat her well, that will be good enough." In one sentence, he expressed their love for Mikayla.

"Well, please don't worry about that," Carlos assured.

Then, they decided to take wedding photos that weekend.

At night, Mikayla lay on the bed and looked at the starry sky through the window. She thought, 'Soon!'

Meanwhile, in the study of the

Lindstrom residence, Hugo was sitting on a leather office chair, and he slammed the coffee cup in his hand down on the desk. The loud noise was an indication of Hugo's anger. "I told you not to mess with Carlos! Look at the newspapers. Look at how the media is talking about you. Because of you, the stock market of Lindstrom Group has

been badly affected these days..."

"Dad, I'll replace a way to make up for it!" Standing opposite the desk, Jaxon lowered his head.

"Tell me, how are you going to make it up to me? Why were you with Winona in your wedding room? How did Mikayla catch you cheating on her? If it weren't for that, you and Mikayla would have been married long ago, and you would be the ideal son-in-law of the Salvatore family. Now, you're being restricted everywhere, and we still haven't gotten Salvatore Group yet!" Hugo spoke.

Seeing Jaxon remain silent, Hugo

knew that he was too harsh. "I'm being a little hasty. Jaxon, you must know that sooner or later, the business of the Lindstrom family will be taken over by you and your brother. Your brother has intention to engage in business. The Whole family will depend on you from now on. If you don't work hard to expand our business, our wealth will be squandered away eventually."

"Dad, I know what to do," Jaxon responded.

Hugo raised his coffee cup and said meaningfully, "Well, the Ludwig family is about to enter a marriage alliance with the Salvatore family! You have to replace a way to let Huxley get Salvatore Group as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will be in trouble once Carlos makes his move."

In the living room of the Lindstrom residence, Queenie was sitting on the couch, eating popcorn with her legs crossed. She glanced at Winona, who sat opposite her, and mocked, "Winona, do you really think our family is a vault?"

Winona had been waiting for Queenie to speak. As soon as she entered the Lindstrom residence that day, she knew that Hugo and Queenie were prejudiced and biased toward her. "Mom, that's not true!" Although she was annoyed, Winona tried her best to please Jaxon's family.

"No?" Queenie threw the unfinished popcorn onto her plate and looked at Winona domineeringly. "Do you deserve a necklace worth 87 million dollars? Who do you think you are?"

When Jaxon called Hugo last night asking for that amount of money, Queenie was right there. Both Hugo and she could not believe their ears. And it was all for a necklace...

"Mom, you have wronged me!" Winona explained. She couldn't offend her mother-in-law, but she couldn't say that Jaxon was the one who wanted to buy the necklace for her. She had to bear the responsibility herself.

"Recently, Mikayla and her fiancé

have been in the spotlight at Xosa.

And her fiancé stole the thunder of Jaxon, who had always been Xosa's spokesperson. I also wanted to

this

opportunity to let him look good in front of the reporters. But S Mikayla's fiancé had been bidding against Jaxon at the auction. Jaxon and I talked about giving up, but Mikayla's fiance suddenly gave up," Winona shifted the blame onto Mikayla and Carlos.

Hearing Winona's explanation, Queenie calmed down. "Winona, don't blame me for saying that! You are a good wife to Jaxon. It's a good thing that you know how to help Jaxon. But what is going on over at the Salvatore family? Your brother isn't young anymore. Why hasn't he taken over yet?"

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