On the first day of the year, Cam Linares brought Florencia to the Amengual Group for a visit.


    Cam Linares had the honor of saving Nico’s life, and to repay her grandson for saving her life, Grandpa Valentin’s son was never mean.


    When Cam Linares took Nico to the hospital while he was still in surgery, Grandpa Valentinzi promised Cam Linares outside the operating room that he would be avable for any future needs.N?velDrama.Org ? 2024.


    And, in return, he was able to fulfill a wish of Cam Linares.


    Today, Cam Linares is here to make that wish.


    Upstairs in the studio, Cam Linares smiles as she talks with Valentin Amengual.


    “Grandpa Valentin, how are you feeling?”


    Valentin Amengual, cane in hand, settles into his armchair and nods slightly, “Not too bad.”


    Valentin Amengual raises his hand and gestures, “Ms. Cam, have some coffee, it’s the new Longjing of West Lake, it tastes good.”


    Cam Linares, smiling tendentiously, with the corners of her lips almost reaching her temples, took the delicate porcin coffee cup, took a sip and falsely said, “It tastes very good, it’s a good coffee.”


    Valentin Amengual could see that Cam Linares had something to say to him, “Madam, what does Cam want from me when shees to visit me on the first day of the year? Please don’t hesitate to say it.”


    Cam Linares spoke shyly, “My daughter Florencia will be seventeen after the New Year, she is not too young, I was wondering if … I should find a good family for her.”


    Cam Linares was not sure if Grandfather Valentinzi liked The Matamoros family, although she said she could help her in any way she wanted, but marrying Florencia to a famous family like the Amengual Group was not something Grandfather Valentinzi would ept. Valentinzi was not able to ept it.


    Grandfather Valentinzi said, “Seventeen years old is too early to think about a father-inw, and you are not old enough to marry.”


    Cam Linares did not dare to reply and agreed, “Yes, yes, but I, as a mother, want to settle down for her sooner rather thanter, so that the two children can develop their rtionship and get marriedter.”


    “You mean, after you find your inws, get engaged first?”


    “Yes, that’s what I mean.” Cam Linares watched Grandfather Valentinzi’s micro-expressions closely.


    Grandfather Valentinzi said, “I have a grandson from a friend’s family who is about the same age as your daughter, so I can arrange for them to meetter. But it’s up to them whether they like it or not, so we adults shouldn’t get involved.”


    Cam Linares bit her lip and said hesitantly, “Grandpa Valentine, actually, my daughter has someone she likes, and I came today to see what Grandpa Valentine thinks.”


    “Ah, who is it, I know.”


    Cam Linares came clean: “My daughter has had a crush on Mr. Nico for a long time. I’ve admired Mr. Nico for a long time and I would like to…”


    Valentin Amengual frowned a little and reflected objectively, “But Mr. Nico is older than your daughter and I know my grandson very well.”


    Cam Linares said, “Age is not a problem, Mr. Shen will only be 26 after New Year’s, that is only nine years older than Florencia. I’m in no hurry to get married, I just want them to try it, Grandpa Valentin, what do you think?”.


    Valentin Amengual did not object, after all it was not a marriage, “Let them try it out, it’s fine, I have no problem.”


    Cam Linares was relieved to see Valentin Amengual give in, it seemed there was still hope for Florencia to marry the Amengual Group.


    “Good thing Grandfather Valentin did not object, I was afraid that, Grandfather Valentin would look down on a small family like ours.”


    Valentin Amengual waved his hand, “I don’t care about being from a good family, a clean family, a girl with nothing fancy, a young man who gets along, it’s up to them.”


    “Yes, you’re right.”


    …


    Downstairs, Nico was shooting darts.


    Two hit the heart, three were a little off, but they were on the nine.


    But Nico was ying carelessly, throwing at random.


    Florence’s eyes were glued to Nico and she couldn’t take her eyes off him.


    “Mr. Nico, you are good at darts, can you teach me?”.


    Nico nced at her and, with an unpleasant look of amusement, lifted his chin slightly and ordered, “Go get an apple.”


    Florence obeyed and went to fetch an apple, a red snake fruit, which she had picked out and thought Nico would like to eat.


    “Mr. Nico, why don’t I peel it for you?”.


    Nico narrowed his dark eyes slightly and curved his lips, “No, you take the apple and put it there.”


    Florence wasn’t sure what Nico was going to do, but she didn’t want to spoil Nico’s fun for fear that he would get angry and ignore her.


    She took the apple and stood in front of the dartboard.


    Nico took a new dart from the dartboard, flicked her wrist and flicked it a couple of times before saying, “Put the apple on top of your head.”


    Realizing what Nico was about to do, Florence was instantly shocked and her lips quivered, “Mr. Nico… this is not appropriate.”


    Nico’s face took on an unmistakable bandit of emotion, “What do you mean it’s not appropriate, can’t you trust me?”


    “I … I’m not trusting Mr. Nico … I, just … am.”


    “If you can trust me, you should know that I won’t fail.” Nico’s skill at setting a trap was top notch.


    Florence stood still, biting her white lip.


    At the sight of her, Nico dropped the darts back on the board and with a cold face dropped the words, “Too bad.”


    Florence feared that he was really angry, “Mr. Nico, I will y with you … I will only y with you.”


    Florence stiffly ced the apple on her head and closed her dead eyes as if she was going to a torture chamber.


    Nicoughed at her coy look and picked up the dart, not at all startled, and reminded her in a nonchnt,zy voice, “Don’t move, if you do I won’t be able to shoot the dart properly, and if you don’t I won’t know if it’s going to hit the apple or your face.”


    Florence’s eyshes quivered like a sieve with her eyes closed.


    If he shot her in the face … wouldn’t she be disfigured?


    “Freeze, one, two, three…”


    “Ah!”


    Florence opened her eyes in surprise and ducked, dropping the apple to the ground.


    Nico held the unfired dart in his hand, frowning impatiently and sighing, “What’s all this movement, I haven’t shot it yet.”


    Florence’s little face turned pale: “…”


    “Mr. Nico … can I stop ying?”


    Florence was on the verge of tears of fear, but what did the man say?


    “I can’t.” His face was cold, he didn’t seem to be joking.


    Florencia gritted her teeth, put the apple back on her head and squeezed her eyes shut.


    “Mr. Nico, hurry up, I’m scared.”


    Heh.


    Nico aimed the apple at the top of Florence’s head and shot past with precision.


    Bang…


    The applended, and the person holding the dart was so strong that it went through the apple and the core and ended up in the exact red center of the frisbee target.


    A perfect shot.


    A crack shot would be an understatement.


    But Florence, standing there, was so scared that her legs were shaking and she was too weak to take a step.


    Nico had had enough and, without looking at her, said, “Compared to your sister’s guts, you’re not even close.”


    Florence was angry and aggrieved, her eyes red and her face as white as a dead man’s.