“Let´s wait here a minute,” Sal said, and I nodded.
“Well, that was the briefest announcement I have heard,” Scarlett and Frederick walked towards us.
“It was an announcement, I don´t think we need a two-page spread on the cover of a magazine,” Salvatore said, and she smiled.
“No, I don´t think Sienna needs that,” she paused, “Not worth the waste of ink,” she mumbled the last part, and I bit my lower lip. She was mean.
“What I meant, a classy announcement, is brief and to the point. Our engagement and marriage, of course, will be plastered all over the high society magazines,” Salvatore corrected, and Scarlett frowned.
“Well, hurry up… because maybe Fred and I will snatch the space with the wonderful news we have to share,” she smiled, and I could see the evil intention cross her
