Maxine curled her lips in dislike, fingers balled on top of her dress. "I . . . I will go back first in Burberry," she said, not meeting Alvaro's stare.
Leaning on the chair, Alvaro didn't say anything as he observed her. They were inside their hotel, specifically inside his room.
"Did you say what happened to us to your family?" he asked.
Maxine shook his head, lowering it until her chin dropped to her chest. "No . . . I . . . I wanted to think things first."
Alvaro inwardly breathed a sigh of relief knowing she didn't say anything. He was thankful that Maxine didn't entirely lose her brains.
Running his fingers through his hair, he dropped his antagonistic air. "I'm thankful you didn't. Let's go back first. I'll explain everything to our family."
Leaning forward, he smiled at her, his tone soft like that of an older brother.
"I won't hold a grudge of what you did considering our family's long history. But there won't be a next time."
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