"Laura's likely at home; should I invite her to join you? You girls might have a lot to talk about."

Olivia held her breath, refraining from uttering a single word.

In their family, Laura was taboo, yet Edwin dared to extend an invitation for her to enjoy the lanterns? How bold!

Lina would never agree.

However, Peter, somewhat oblivious, chimed in with a cheerful remark, "Right on! Laura's constantly confined at home. Apart from that brawny foreigner, she scarcely has anyone to keep her company. She and Olivia could enjoy some good time together."

Lina pinched him firmly.

In response, Peter let out a yelp of pain.

Edwin's smile shifted, becoming tender and almost gentle.

"I wonder if Laura will give me a new year's gift," Olivia mumbled quietly.

At a red light, Edwin brought the car to a stop and gently patted his sister's head.

"If she won't, I'll give you one on her behalf."

Peter, intoxicated, failed to grasp the deeper meaning.

Lina wasn't one to be underestimated; every word reached her ears with crystal clarity. What's the deal here? If Laura skips giving Olivia a gift, Edwin's stepping in? It's almost like they're married!

She thought to herself.

Restlessness consumed Lina.

Her gaze held a mix of emotions as she observed the sophisticated young man in the rearview mirror, contemplating his intentions.

Edwin didn't avert his eyes.

He met Lina's gaze with a quiet intensity.

A half-hour later, the car came to a halt in front of the Garcia residence. Lina assisted her husband from the vehicle while Olivia bolted inside. She recognized Laura but kept interactions to a minimum.

The villa exuded warmth, with Laura comfortably seated on the sofa engrossed in a book.