Chapter 127 Chapter 127
Slowly, a smile appeared on Nicholas's lips. Not his usual smirk of scorn or superiority, but a silly, almost dazed smile.
He turned to the window, watching her back recede, and touched his own lips with his fingertips, as if to preserve the sensation.
In the front seat, Sara watched the scene in the rearview mirror, shocked.
She had to hold her chin to keep it from dropping. Was that really my sister?
Since when had the puritanical Caroline become so... proactive? She doubted her sister had ever done anything like that with Edward in years of dating.
But Sara smiled, feeling relieved.
It seemed that her sister was finally letting her guard down. She was learning to take the initiative with the man who valued her.
And, judging by the “lovestruck” expression on her brother-in-law's face, the tactic worked perfectly.
“Brother-in-law,” Sara called, breaking his trance.
Nicholas blinked, returning to reality, but the good humor in his voice was unmistakable. “Hm?”
“My sister has already gone in,” Sara said, pointing to the door of the Cassano mansion closing behind Caroline. “Are we really not going to follow her?”
“Let's wait here for now,” Nicholas replied, relaxed. That kiss had given him renewed confidence. She promised she would take care of it, and he would trust her. “Let's give her ten minutes. If she doesn't come out, I'll go in.” He looked at Sara in the rearview mirror, his eyes shining with generosity. “In the meantime... let's talk about serious business. When your sister comes back, I'll take you to see the cars.”
Have you thought about which one you want? Choose any one. It's my gift to you.
He paused and winked conspiratorially. “But this is between us. Don't tell your sister. She's very ‘economical’ and will fight with me if she finds out I gave you a sports car. Let's just say... I lent it to you indefinitely.”
Sara's eyes widened. At first, she thought he was joking or just being polite. But he was serious. He was conspiring with her!
“Brother-in-law...” Sara stammered, excitement taking over. “Y-Are you really going to give me a car? Really?”
Nicholas laughed. “Do I look like someone who jokes about such small things?”
“You're amazing!” Sara almost jumped out of her seat. “No wonder my sister married you! Where did she find a man like you? Brother-in-law, you're the best! Edward isn't even fit to tie your shoes!”
Nicholas accepted the compliments with the satisfaction of an emperor being adored. He decided he liked this sister-in-law very much. She had good taste and knew what to say.
“You're good with words, Sara,” he said, amused. “I think you deserve more than just a car. Do you want anything else? Ask. I'm in a good mood.”
Sara was stunned for a moment.
Her brain began to spin. Cars were great, but... she had a bigger concern. Her sister was about to enter a lion's den (the entertainment industry) and had powerful enemies (Claire and Globs Entertainment).
An idea occurred to her.
She turned in her seat, looking at Nicholas with serious, bright eyes.
“Brother-in-law... your status is really impressive, isn't it?” she asked, probing. “Like... are you the kind of person who can do things that normal people can't? Things... that are impossible?”
Nicholas raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the change in tone.
“It depends on what you consider impossible,” he replied, with the calmness of someone who had never encountered an obstacle that money or power couldn't remove. “But in general... yes. I can make most things happen. What do you have in mind?”
Sara smiled, a smile that mixed hope and a hint of revenge.
“Well, there's something about my sister's career... and that snake Claire...”
...
Meanwhile, inside the Cassano Mansion.
Caroline took a deep breath in front of the solid wooden door.
She straightened her coat, touched her lips, which still tingled from the recent kiss, and raised her hand to ring the bell.
But before she could ring it, she heard raised voices coming from inside. The door wasn't completely locked.
“... What? What did you say?!” Mrs. Cassano's voice sounded shrill, laden with shock.
Caroline hesitated, her hand hovering in the air.
Then she heard Edward's voice, tense and defensive: “Mom, Claire is pregnant. She's carrying your grandchild. I have to marry her.”
Caroline's world stopped for a second.
Pregnant?
She slowly lowered her hand.
A cold, humorless smile curved her lips.
Ah. So that was it.
It wasn't just betrayal. It wasn't just “losing interest.” They had already created a new life while she was planning the wedding.
Any lingering guilt or hesitation Caroline might have felt toward Edward's parents evaporated in that instant.
She felt no sadness. She felt disgust. And above all, she felt absolute freedom.
She pushed the door open.
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Before Nicholas could say anything, José laughed from the driver's seat and answered for him:
“Miss Sara, the Lord is a truly impressive man. You can count on him if you need anything. He will certainly be able to make it happen.”
He wasn't bragging. The Wolf family was truly one of the most powerful in the country. If even they couldn't accomplish something, others certainly wouldn't stand a chance.
José realized that Nicholas also cared about Sara, which is why he felt comfortable speaking on her behalf. As he had predicted, Nicholas was not upset; on the contrary, he nodded in agreement.
“José is right. If you need anything, just let me know.”
Sara's eyes sparkled. “Brother-in-law, there's nothing I want right now. But I would like to meet someone.”
“Who?”
...
It was Sonia, the middle-aged housekeeper, who came out to greet Caroline.
Like Edward's mother, Sonia was also very fond of Caroline and had long treated her as the future Mrs. Cassano. She was visibly saddened to hear about the breakup.
“Miss Ford, have you and Edward really broken up?” she asked, discouraged.
“You've known each other for so long and are so close. Why the sudden breakup?”
Caroline replied simply, “We're just not compatible. Mrs. Sonia, is Edward home?”
“He is,” Sonia replied, suddenly remembering something. “Oh, Miss Ford, your sister is here too.”