Carlos didn't move his gaze from the scene once. His car was parked across the street, hard to notice.
Kyla had gotten back into the car and driven away while Aurora cried on her knees, her white dress soaked in red wine. She hadn't budged, and her face was streaked with tears.
The reporters are in a frenzy, capturing every single moment. Their curiosity about Kyla seems to drive them crazy.
Carlos pulled out his phone, making a call. In the next two seconds, he watched Aurora's manager pick up, voice shaky.
"S...sir..."
"She can stand now, and she should sin no more."
He ended the line before she could reply. The manager did as she was told, then helped Aurora out of the media.
"Perhaps this is too much, Caro," Josie said beside him.
"Perhaps you should admit your matchmaking skil
