Instead, my best friend stepped forward with blazing eyes and snapped, “Isn’t everything on the internet true? If you’re so innocent, why don’t you dare go explain it to Mrs. Huerta herself?”
“Besides, we have nothing to do with any of you. What now? You’re all supposed to be high and mighty, presidents of companies, used to being worshipped. and yet here you are, shamelessly trying to cling to us? Pathetic.”
Jarvis’s face darkened with irritation as he snapped, “If Grandma trusted us more than the two of you, do you really think we’d lower ourselves to come here?
“Come back with us, do this properly and maybe we’ll let you move back in.”
Jarvis's righteous tone seemed like he was giving us a gift.
They did not know yet that Mrs. Huerta had already investigated them thoroughly.
Seeing that I remained indifferent, Garry's face darkened and he scolded me, “Maribel, when will you stop making trouble?
“I promise you that we can have a new wedding. Didn't your father say that according to the customs of your hometown, the wedding should also be held here, in the countryside?