Estre Berrocal took two steps forward and the white Audi followed two steps forward, she took two steps back and the car followed back, Estre Berrocal stood still, pursed her lips and looked at the man inside the car with a clear smile, “Mr. Jonathan, I don’t think we know each other well, do we? ”


    “As I said, there will be opportunities for cooperation between us.”


    Estre Berrocal had never seen such a brazen man, “I guess I haven’t agreed to work with you, have I?”


    Jonathan Tasis said significantly, “If you don’t ept, you’ll be easier to deal with when some people get into the Tasis family, and you wouldn’t want your nemesis to ride on top of you, would you?”


    His instincts told him that Jonathan Tasis was not a man to be trifled with, and that if he got into his boat, he might not be able to get out.


    Estre Berrocal looked back at Irene Guillén, who was throwing a tantrum in the car shop, and smiled slightly. “Yes, I’m taking the car.”


    He just wanted to get mad at that Irene Guillén!


    Jonathan Tasis opened the door and got out, he had driven there himself and Estre Berrocal got into the Audi, only to hear Jonathan Tasis, standing outside the car, blurt out a meaningful “Miss Estre, see youter. ”


    See youter?


    Estre Berrocal thought she had given him the car to make Irene Guillén look bad, and that by “see youter” she meant she would return it?


    Along the way, Estre Berrocal drove the Audi, which was so good and so well used, that she was reluctant to give it back to Jonathan Tasis, but the man’s ck Porsche was following her ass, and it seemed that if she didn’t give it back, he would probably follow her home and demand it.


    He drove to the restaurant that Pe Prats had designated, and then returned the car to her.


    When she arrived at the restaurant, Estre Berrocal stopped the car and the Porsche behind her stopped dead in its tracks.


    Estre Berrocal got out of the car and handed him the keys: “Mr. Jonathan, thank you for your performance, I have to go now”.


    Jonathan Tasis looked at her in amusement, “When did I ever say give me my car back?”.


    What? You were following her, weren’t you…


    “No, I don’t understand what Mr. Jonathan means.”


    “What I, Jonathan Tasis, give away, I don’t take back, if you don’t like it, get rid of it.”


    Estre Berrocal’s mouth twitched, silly, who throws away an $800, 000 Audi? It’s better to sell it than to throw it away!


    Jonathan Tasis saw the doubt in her eyes, “I’m not following you to ask you to return the car, nor did I just give you this car to act with you, I’m here to have dinner with someone.”


    What a coincidence…


    …


    Once inside the restaurant and in her assigned seat, Estre Berrocal looked surprised at the man and woman sitting across from her.


    Pe Prats was holding Jonathan Tasis’ arm, blushing and smiling sweetly. “Estre, the big thing I have to tell you is that I’m in love and he’s my boyfriend, Jonathan Tasis.”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal was getting confused as to what Jonathan Tasis intended, “How … did you two meet?”


    “It was that time we went to the bar for a drink together, if I hadn’t met him, my innocence would have been in jeopardy.”


    Pe Prats finished with a happy look at Jonathan Tasis and bowed her head to him.


    Estre Berrocal picked up her ss of water and took a dry sip of lemonade.


    Pe Prats introduced herself again: “Honey, this is my bestie, Estre Berrocal”.


    Jonathan Tasis smiled slightly and held out his hand.


    Estre Berrocal, unsure of what this man was selling, and fearful that Pe Prats would think otherwise, raised her hand in agreement and shook Jonathan Tasis’ hand, “Hello, Mr. Jonathan.”


    Estre Berrocal kept thinking about what to do with the $800, 000 car, but the truth is that she couldn’t ept it, she couldn’t ept it, and if she did, she might be digging herself into a hole.


    “Star, why aren’t you eating? By the way, didn’t you say you also had something important to tell me? What is it exactly?”


    Estre Berrocal unconsciously looked at Jonathan Tasis, “Ah, it’s nothing important either.”


    Pe Prats hugged Jonathan Tasis and said, “Jonathan is not an outsider, I’ll probably have to take him with me when I go out to dinner with you!”


    Estre Berrocal rambled: “I just said, when will you take your 800, 000? I look at the money in my ount every day. I’m a mortal and I’m tempted. I’m afraid I’ll identally use it.


    “You can spend it if you want, even if my family won’t give me pocket money, Jonathan will pay for it.”


    Estre Berrocal watched as the two kissed and inexplicably got a mouthful of dog food in her throat.


    He poked a lettuce leaf with his fork and popped it in his mouth, and before he could chew it, the phone on the table rang.


    The caller ID read: Adán Rouco.


    He took it in a hurry, fearing that Pe Prats might see it, that Pe Prats might not already know about his rtionship with Adán Rouco, that Ricardo Prats might not have told her about it.


    “Whose phone is it?”


    “Ah, I think it’s from the agency.”


    He hung up in a hurry.


    But just as she hung up, Adán Rouco’s call came in again, and Estre Berrocal didn’t dare hang up again. “You guys eat first, I’m going to take a call.”


    Estre Berrocal hurried to leave the table with the phone in her hand before picking it up.


    A cold, gravelly male voice rang over the phone, “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”


    The man obviously sounded a little upset.


    “I was eating.”


    “With whom, a man or a woman?”


    Estre Berrocal was astonished: “With Pe Prats”.


    The man only emitted a soft “hmm” and a faintmand, “Come back soon, Paulita is waiting for you to read her a story.”


    “Ah.”


    Only after he hung up the phone did he remember, as an afterthought, Adán Rouco’s question about whether he cared so much whether he dined with a man or a woman.


    A subtle thrill crept through his mind.


    On the other hand, after Adán Rouco hung up the phone, Paulita looked at him with big, innocent eyes: “Daddy, it’s only seven o’clock, I want to watch cartoons and stay upte tonight, I don’t want to listen to bedtime stories.”


    “It’s not good for your eyes if you watch too many cartoons.”


    “No, I want to see them.”


    Adán Rouco did not move: “Tonight, at nine o’clock, to bed”.


    The little boy pursed his lips, “You want Estre toe home soon, don’t you, Daddy?”


    The man remained silent, saying nothing.


    Paulita approached Adán Rouco and giggled: “Then I’ll take the ipad to bed and watch it, okay dad?


    The man emitted a soft hum in a nasal voice by way of yes.


    …


    It was eight o’clock in the evening, when Estre Berrocal had finished eating.


    Just as she was leaving the restaurant, Estre Berrocal’s cell phone rang again.


    He picked it up immediately and the male voice on the other end asked coldly, “Where are you?”


    “… Me, I just finished eating.”


    Next to her, Pe Prats said: “Estre, let’s go to the movies together, it’s only eight o’clock, it’s still early”.


    Adán Rouco, on the other end of the phone, heard Pe Prats’ voice and frowned slightly, reminding her, “Paulita has to go to bed at nine, you cane back now and read her a story before it’s toote.”


    When did Paulita go to bed so early? Doesn’t she usually go to bed at ten o’clock?


    But by now there must have been traffic downtown, and it would probably be after nine o’clock by the time we reached the Rouco family vi. “I may not make it back, but if I’m not back, you can let Paulita sleep first …”.


    Before she could finish the sentence, the man immediately said, “Paulita can’t sleep without a story.”Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    “Then you tell him.”


    The man frowned, “I won’t.”


    “…”


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