When Carmen got home, she waved to Dorothea and slipped inside without another word.
Up on the second-floor balcony, Albert narrowed his eyes, watching everything that happened at the gate. He was pretty sure that license plate belonged to Latham. Why on earth was Carmen getting out of Latham’s car?
Carmen was in a great mood, humming to herself as she headed upstairs. She was almost to her room when Albert called out to her.
“Carmen, who dropped you off just now?” His voice was cold, almost accusing.
Carmen hadn’t expected to run into him. She barely lifted an eyebrow. “Albert, it was just a friend.”
Albert refused to let it go. “Which friend?”
She was already losing patience. “Albert, I don’t think I need to report who I hang out with. My parents don’t even ask, and Grandpa definitely doesn’t care.”
She didn’t say it, but the message was clear. Why do you?
Carmen used to treat Albert with a lot of respect, almost like he was some wise elder in the family. He’d definitely earned that reputation. But after what he’d done to her best friend, all that respect had shattered. Now, every time she looked at him, all she could think was that men really weren’t worth the trouble.
Albert’s expression darkened. “So you’ve grown up now? Is this how you talk to me?”
“I recognized that car. It was Latham’s, wasn’t it?” His tone softened, but only a little. “But there’s no way our families are going to arrange a marriage with the Stephens. If Grandpa finds out, he’ll be the first to put a stop to it.”
That’s when Carmen realized Albert had completely misunderstood. The idea made her want to laugh. She decided to play along.
“Albert, you seriously need to get your eyes checked. It was Dorothea and her husband who gave me a ride.”
She smiled, almost teasing. “No worries. Dorothea’s husband said they’ll definitely show up to your wedding. By the way, does Grandpa know you sent an invitation to your ex-girlfriend? Anyway, I’m tired. I’m going to bed. If you’re so concerned about someone, maybe try focusing on your fiancée. She showed up at our class reunion today, you know.”
Carmen didn’t care what he thought. She wanted to push his buttons.

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