Josefina's hand lingered on Oliver's groin, creating an awkward tableau. With a gentle but firm grip, Oliver enveloped Josefina's petite hand within his own and didn't let go. Brandon, sitting next to Oliver, caught the unexpected hand-holding.

Boy, was he thrilled!

Lifting his glass, he toasted, "To Garrett and Hattie, cheers to you both!"

Garrett and Hattie were caught off guard, promptly standing and raising their glasses in response. Garrett chimed in, "Mr. Brandon, allow Josie and me to return the honor." Hattie added, "Mr. Brandon, a toast to you."

Josefina tried to pull free from Oliver's grasp to stand and join the toast, "Brandon, I raise my glass to you as well."

The patriarch chuckled, "No need, Josie. Ladies shouldn't be drinking. Just sit back down. I simply wanted to share a drink with your folks."

sipped their drinks, Josefina glared at Oliver and whispered, "Let

low murmur by her ear, "You started this fire. What do you

a silver needle, her eyes twinkling

Oliver was taken aback. You don't mess with

fiery little chili, was exactly the kind of spice Oliver couldn't resist. Holding her hand,

hand? As

need to take a call outside." She needed a breath of fresh air to

soothing and scattering her agitated thoughts. As she turned to leave, passing by a private room, a heated argument spilled out. "Let go of me! Keep this up,

all you want. No

you should consider yourself lucky that

is a curse!

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