Chapter 12.

Rest.

That man's answer was wise, and she was analyzing it carefully in her mind... people live mediocre lives because they think like poor people, so she had to discover for herself how the rich think, because not everyone has the same behavior or follows the same pattern.

She could see that the man at her side, Brandon, was a person with a noble heart, but her son, from what she knew his own father had told him, was someone who loved to squander money…

Also in the theater she could see the way people discriminated against her with their looks for having congratulated the actors in the play, however, when Brandon did it, the reaction was different because she could deduce that status gives people the power to judge those they don't know…

¿What would happen to her, and how would she be interpreted by the press? ¿A gold digger? ¿A woman who climbed very high to find a life of luxury? The media would surely destroy her publicly, because in that way, with a striking news title, the way she would be talked about was much more credible. 

She only hoped that they would not distort a story making the world believe that the father and son shared the same woman, as had happened previously with a foreign model who she had married the owner of a car company and the media had taken a photo where she was right in the middle of the two men smiling and that simply destroyed her image, but not theirs…

Brandon, noticing the girl's silence, said to her: calm down, everything will be fine, my assistant Adriana has told me that they have already bought the premises for the small restaurant as you have asked, my lawyer is going to draw up the documents in the name of the two brothers so that you can also be safe, her eyes lit up, and she told him that she really did not know how to thank him for all his kindness that since she met him it seemed that God acted through him.

However, the man told her: on the contrary, Julieta, you are the angel who came to repair my son's life, shortly after the man's phone began to burst with calls, it was his son Norman who incessantly called him…

Brandon seeing the number said to her: look Julieta, your fiancé is calling me, the rumors spread quickly, faster than the end of a war… he simply put a hand to her mouth and said: I think you should answer, he must be just as shocked to find out that he is engaged.

So Brandon turned on the call and activated the speaker to tell him: congratulations my son, right now I am with your fiancée, she is such a wonderful girl, I wish you a life full of happiness.

The man who wanted to insult his father tied his tongue because he knew that there was someone else listening to the call, so, on the contrary, to what he intended to say, he only commented: but my fiancée has had her tongue eaten by mice that she doesn't even say hello to her future husband... 

And laughing, Brandon said to him: ¿are you trying to intimidate my daughter?, to which Norman said: I don't mean to intimidate your daughter, but I would like to at least hear her name, to which Brandon looked at Juliet and handed her the phone, and she, approaching the phone, said: Hello, I guess you are also surprised, but don't worry about me, my name is Juliet, the girl's voice was sweet and the polite way she had spoken left Norman completely intrigued.

Just when she told him to open the camera, his father commented: if you want to see the face of dear Juliet you have to come to the city, otherwise I won't show you who you are going to marry.

Brandon hung up the call leaving Norman with the word in his mouth… his father is using a third party so that he couldn't insult him and to make him return home the old man had played all his cards with a very good strategy…

 He could notice that the cards were on his father's side, definitely the older a person is the more cunning he becomes in the sense of the strategies and decision-making he has, since he had already introduced her as his fiancée, his friends had heard from people at the theater about her and the way she had stolen all the attention, even from the same play for which he had to applaud his father's move…