Daniel remained firm and composed, although clearly uncomfortable with the situation. His demeanor showed determination and respect, despite the evident displeasure on Mrs. Rosaura’s face. She saw him hesitate for a couple of seconds and head towards Martín.

“Well... I hope it starts now, leaves, and spares me embarrassment here,” Ava implored to God, the universe, or whoever might be listening to her on a spiritual plane.

She nervously bit her lip, watching the scene with concern. The tension in the air was palpable, and a knot formed abruptly in her stomach when, instead of starting, the limousine shut off, and the sound of the vehicle’s door opening was followed by Daniel’s polished shoes resting on the curb.

“Ma’am, I understand that our encounter was unexpected and perhaps uncomfortable,” Daniel said calmly. “Please, allow me a moment to assure you that my intentions towards your daughter are genuine and full of respect. I am willing to do whatever it takes to show you how much