Chapter 152

Carlos's eyes swept down from her face, fixing on a spot further down.

Mikayla followed his gaze to her V-neck office attire. It wasn't see-through, but Carlos's stare was so blatant that it felt like he was undressing her with his eyes.

"Carlos, you..." Mikayla clenched her jaw, her ears flushing red as she recalled last night when Carlos's hands hadn't been behaving.

"Mika, I didn't imply anything. Let's eat. It's getting late," Carlos said with a nonchalant shrug as he scooped up his oatmeal.

Mikayla noticed the time after Carlos's prompt, and indeed, it was almost time to go.

After finishing breakfast, Carlos drove Mikayla to her office.

During the ride, Mikayla sat in the passenger seat.

"Hey, what happened to Josiah?" she asked. She hadn't seen him since their wedding, and it seemed like he had vanished. "He's between jobs at the moment! He'll resume work after I'm gone," Carlos mentioned as if it was no big deal.

"Is that even possible?" Mikayla questioned.

It seemed like Carlos could make Josiah come or not come to work with just a word.

"You'll understand the reasons later as you're so smart!" Carlos said with a knowing smile.

Carlos parked the car at the Salvatore Group's main entrance.

"There you go again, being all cryptic!" Mikayla said to Carlos, unbuckling her seat belt, stepping out of the car, and adding as she closed the door, "Oh, and you don't need to bring lunch. I'll probably be swamped." "Got it! Wrap up early, and I'll pick you up after work to head to Lorenzo's," Carlos replied before driving away.

Mikayla was left standing there, feeling a mix of emotions.

Truth be told, she had expected days like this since their marriage. It was just a tough emotional barrier to overcome. There were moments of deep connection when she felt it physically. She was keenly aware of his desire. Yet, Carlos always restrained himself, mindful of her still-healing foot, never pushing for more.

had been somewhat inattentive to

Mikayla on the shoulder, her grin as bright

gave

Patricia into the Salvatore

since Mikayla's wedding, they'd been guessing she must've gone someplace fancy and romantic for her honeymoon.

looking at the bubbly Patricia and offering a smile. "We didn't

have gone anywhere?" Patricia hit the elevator

Mikayla said as she stepped into

the height of the morning rush, and the elevator filled up with workers. Upon spotting Mikayla,

people got off until it reached the 17th floor, the marketing department. Mikayla and Patricia stepped off and made their way to their department. "Ms. Salvatore's

were doing. We'll have a department meeting

on the desk, Mikayla hadn't gotten her computer started yet, Quinnlyn had already brought in her energizing coffee and the documents that needed her signature from

QUMS

Quinnlyn, sitting down at her

the pile. "This one's got the private investigator's findings

it there!" Mikayla

leave you to it," Quinnlyn said, exiting the

based on urgency. After finishing up new paperwork, Mikayla

the green

ét

from the desk and settled into the couch to read, getting comfortable. It

had mentioned, Lauren had picked up some bad habits and was often seen with

come out yet. Someone with clout or status in the entertainment circle was probably covering for her, especially

Following this trend, it was only a matter of time before something slipped past her protectors and the paparazzi exposed it. Mikayla strode to her

no time, she

already settled back into her

can I do for you,

out the rights to that piece of news

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