Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 147

Winona looked at her brother with a mix of frustration and disappointment.

Mildred, listening to her daughter's words, chose not to interfere. She didn't think her son was entirely wrong; it was just the nature of children. Huxley lacked a bit of maturity.

Of course, as a mother, she could only silently watch over them, knowing well that both of her children were precious to her. Mildred decided to stay quiet.

"Winona, I have plenty of ways to make Salvatore Group thrive," Huxley insisted. Once he got that position, he was sure he could steer the company in the right direction with his vision and determination.

"Look, Huxley, I know you're smart. But I've got things I need to handle in my own way. Before we can think about making Salvatore Group great, we need to get it back first. So, you'll need to learn a bit of patience," Winona said, half coaxing and half instructing him. "Fine," Huxley reluctantly agreed.

Seeing her brother relent, Winona glanced around to ensure they were alone, then turned to Mildred. "What has Thalia been up to lately?" she asked.

"She went to visit a classmate. There's some sort of reunion. She'll be back today or tomorrow," Mildred replied.

"Alright," Winona said thoughtfully. "Once she's back, keep her at home. I'll call her in a couple of days."

"Did you find a job for her?" Mildred inquired.

Winona's eyes drifted to the garden outside, where the newlywed couple was enjoying their time.

"I'll talk to you about it later," she said.

After dinner, which extended until twilight, Logan's family didn't linger. Once they left, a palpable sense of relief washed over everyone at the Salvatore manor.

Every time Logan visited, the atmosphere tensed up as if an emperor was inspecting his domain. The staff of the Salvatore manor dreaded his presence. If Logan was displeased, he'd often get Jorge to fire someone on the spot. If not, he'd make sure to question why they were still employed the next time he visited.

In short, no one liked their visits.

After Logan's family departed, Carlos and Mikayla left. Sylvia even packed some of Mikayla's favorite snacks for them.

The black car cruised down the streets of Xosa. Spring had arrived, and the days were getting noticeably longer. The city was slowly coming to life again after the cold winter.

Mikayla rolled down the window, gazing at the bustling streets of Xosa, taking in the fresh spring air.

be in a good mood," Carlos remarked, his eyes glancing

The wedding had already set her back, and she'd likely need a few late nights to catch up. "How about we take a honeymoon trip after you finish this round of work? It'll give you a chance to unwind," Carlos

and thought, 'Honeymoon? Right, that's

go?" she asked, having almost

to plan something

had a gut feeling that the

as the car

Mikayla went through her evening routine before sitting in front of her computer. She reviewed files and planned out tasks for the

Maxius was online too, so they hopped on a call and discussed work for

work, Juliet stepped out of

Brantley tonight, but the mayor had suddenly given Brantley some urgent

dinner for Brantley, repeatedly reminding him not to skip meals despite his work. She wasn't fully at ease, so upon seeing the food delivery arrive downstairs, she sent

After leaving the Municipal

Government Juliet debated whether

while. Spring had arrived, and even though it was already around 6 or 7 PM, the sky

and fastening her seatbelt, her phone

was her pesky little

are you up to?"

left the Municipal Government. What do you need?" She put him on speaker and stepped

out at Septem Nightclub! We can head home together later," he

before maneuvering her car out of the parking spot. "Didn't the old

that. Are you driving? I'll text you the private room number," Xavier replied,

said, hanging up and steering her car towards Septem

for almost a month and was constantly out and about. He'd likely need to return to the military base soon, so

to get him home

with their

always

she never

duties as a daughter.

the entrance of Septem Nightclub. She locked her car, checked the private room number on her phone, and swung her keys as

she wondered how her broke brother managed to book a private room on the seventh floor. Someone must have been