"Mr. Salvador... Could you please book a room next time? My back is killing me."


    Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    Justin teased with a smirk, "Is your back going to feel better if I book a room?"


    Be blushed with embarrassment and punched his chest yfully.


    "Be, almost all the prestigious families in Savrow will be at the weekend party."


    Justin''s expression turned earnest. "I would like to publicly announce our rtionship there. Is that


    okay?"


    Be''s eyes widened slightly as she looked into his earnest gaze, momentarily speechless.


    Sensing she might be dissatisfied, he tightened his grip on her hand. "Actually, I want to propose to


    you. But I''m worried you might not be ready, and I don''t want to rush things or make you feel


    pressured." "Why did you pick that day?"


    "Because I couldn''t wait any longer."


    Justin''s throat tightened, a myriad of emotions surging within him. "I can''t wait to tell everyone that I


    belong to you and you only."


    Steven returned to the Lovett household, his body weary. He had learned from Be that Amelia had


    been crying, which made him call her numerous times, yet she had not answered once. In the end,


    Amelia even turned her phone off.


    He could not understand why she suddenly refused to meet him after being inseparable from him the


    entire day.


    What on earth had happened? It was driving him crazy!


    "My dear little brother, how was your date with Ms. Amelia? Was it enjoyable?"


    Hunter''s teasing voice irritated Steven, prompting thetter to turn around and re at the former.


    "It seems that you didn''t have much fun, judging by that sour face."


    Hunter approached Steven, shaking his head while clicking his tongue. "What''s wrong? Is your


    newfound wealth and sess starting to crumble?"


    "So what? You''re nothing more than apdog raised by the Salvadors anyway," Steven retorted icily,


    brushing off Hunter''s mockery.


    "Even if I''m apdog, I earn my keep with my skills. At least I do it openly and honestly."


    Hunter disyed impressive audacity as he mocked, "Well, I''m much stronger than you, who rely on


    cozying up to women to climb thedder. Being a personal secretary requires adaptability. Since you


    couldn''t win over Ms. Be, you settled for Ms. Amelia instead. You''ve gone to great lengths to marry


    into a wealthy family. That''s admirable!"


    Unable to tolerate the mockery any longer, Steven''s fist hardened like rock, ready to charge forward


    and break his brother''s nose again. However, their mother arrived just in time. "Steve! Stop!"


    But, consumed by anger, Steven refused to listen. He was already closing in on Hunter.


    Hunter shuddered and hurriedly covered his nose.


    "Steve! Are you really going to hit your brother over that bitch? Do you want to break your mother''s


    heart?" Chelsea scolded him angrily, her heartache ring up again.


    "Mom, Amelia is the love of my life. Don''t speak of her in such derogatory terms!" Steven shouted back


    with fiery determination.


    Chelsea was stunned, feeling her heart twist with pain.


    Her youngest son had always been the most courteous and considerate boy.