Carlos also stopped dead in his tracks and looked at her.
-What’s wrong?
Micaela looked at him, if she could think of something, Carlos must have thought of it too, what was his plan?
Not wanting to draw attention to herself, Micaela immediately continued at his pace. She had been here once before and took Carlos by the hand and headed for the side door, where there was a small meeting room where she had arranged to meet her mother and grandmother.
In the crowd, a tall man in a black suit and sunglasses watched as the backs of the three of them disappeared behind a side door….
Walking toward the door of the small meeting room, Micaela tilted her head slightly to look at Carlos and asked in a low voice:
-Carlos, are you trying to get your real father out through this?
Carlos paused for a long moment, his thin lips curved into a small smile and he wanted to rub her head, but his hair was up and he couldn’t muss his hair, so he desisted.
Diego’s voice rang out first:
-Miss Micaela, Mr. Carlos does not have that idea and is not willing to attend today’s ceremony with you, Carmelo and I will accompany you.
Micaela looked at Carlos in surprise, had she prepared herself not to expose herself to the media?
Carlos squeezed the small hand in his palm.
-Silly, I told you, those don’t matter.
He was born into Aguayo’s family and his mother grew up telling him that he was Carlos, and even if he now mediates his grandfather and father’s move to separate him and the girl by choice, they are still his family.
After a pause, he adds:
-The truth is that I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, I just wanted to stick to the plan, and it never bothered me who my Salamonsa’s real father was. So it shouldn’t bother you either, huh?
The person his mother loved was Matthew, and he knew it.
The fact that she escaped Salamonsa against all odds and chose to return to Anlandana after she returned, knowing she would die if she got out, is proof enough that her own father, who had nothing to hold her back.
Unconsciously, Micaela withdrew her hand, half-heartedly, and nodded, naturally respecting all of Charles’ decisions.
The door of the small meeting was open and Yerma and Mrs. Echave were about to leave and clearly heard his words, Yerma looked at Mrs. Echave and wanted to tell her something….
In fact, Mrs. Echave probably doesn’t know who Carlos’ father is either, although last time she said that Carlos should be called Carlos Sz, and that Ciudad de los Dragones is the only family with the surname Sz, but Obregon family, with its many descendants, except for the late Patricia, and Carlos’ own father. I’m afraid no one can be sure who Carlos descends from the Obregon family….
Pesla City has always been considered the most prosperous town in Salamonsa, and Dragon City, the political center of Salamonsa, where the Obregon family is not only the ruling family of Dragon City, but City of the Nicolas, Lord of the Dragons, was the most authoritative ruler in all of Salamonsa.
In reality, Dragon City is no less economically prosperous and powerful than Pesla City, it is just deliberately underestimated….
The first to leave was Carmelo, who had been talking on the phone with his assistant in the hallway and turned when he saw the protagonist enter the door, who hurried over with a big smile on his face.
-Mr. Aguayo, Miss Moya, you are finally here, the front is set up and everyone is here, why don’t you go over there right now?
At that moment, all the lights were on in the great hall of the Salon de Actos, and the first floor, with capacity for thousands of people, was already full, with everyone divided into seats in an orderly fashion according to the city from which each one came, and the media personnel had set up their equipment, waiting for the protagonists to appear.
The entire venue is buzzing at the moment and there is talk that today is the opening ceremony.
-This opening ceremony is so grand today!
-Yes, I guess people from all ten cities are coming here!
-One month of time to catch up directly with the results of the richest Pesla City is simply amazing, it must have caught the attention of the municipal heads, who all want to come and learn from the experience, right?
-Look guys, the main seats at the front of the head table are almost full, and those are the city lords!
-Are there any empty ones left, Dragon City doesn’t usually arrange for people to come, least of all the Lord of the City himself…?
Seated in the front row are the city lords who have come in person, and slightly to one side are the descendants of the elders who veto the qualifications of the lords of each city.
Nilson took the most central seat, listening to the chatter around him and looking at the simple but grandly decorated speaker’s lectern in front of him, with a huge LCD screen with some grandiloquent words:
The Inauguration of the Thirty-Sixth Lord of Echave City.
With Moya in the seat, it was only natural that she would come.
I thought I would be the one to help her get to this position, but I didn’t think he would end up being the one to assist Carlos….
Once again, she had to admit that Carlos was very strong and did a great job, an accomplishment of enormous proportions in one month, second only to Ciudad Pesla, and no one else but Carlos could have done it.
Even if he had not assisted him, he would have done exactly what he had promised his grandmother before, it would only have been the icing on the cake….
And not only that, he also took care of Moya and did not neglect her for business matters. By Carmelo’s own admission, no matter how much he had to do, he always went back to lunch with Moya at noon and went home as early as possible in the evening, refusing all party invitations from tycoons and businessmen….
Sensing someone sitting in the seat next to him, Nilson turned his head slightly to the side.
The man sat down on the only red sofa, nonchalantly removed his sunglasses with one hand, revealing a handsome, angular face with a slight sidelong glance, the smile in his eyes not quite reaching the back of his eyes, and a nod of his head.
-Mr. Nilson, pleased to meet you.
In a few low words, there are a few moments of a superior man’s verve.
Nilson returned the slight smile by curving his thin lips and looked away, still looking straight ahead.
Leila, who was sitting in the back row, looked at the man and asked Ian, who was next to her, in a low voice.
-Brother, who is this man and how can he sit in the seat of the Lord of the City?
Ian motioned for silence to tell him to be quiet, and a murmur of mild surprise sounded around him:
-“Gee, the Obregon family of Dragon City sure did arrange for someone to come, and they seem to be serious about this Echave City takeover thing too!
-I went to the inauguration of the new Lord of Cloud City last month and I didn’t even see Dragon City arranging for someone to be there!
-I didn’t see him the last time I went to Jincheng either!
Immediately, someone with a good eye recognized who the man was and exclaimed:
-He, he is the eldest son of the Obregon family!
Then there was a cry of revulsion….
-He is here, then, no doubt, the next Lord of the City of Dragons, isn’t he?
-Shut up, shut up! You don’t say that!
-That’s right, Dragon City is not like other cities, it’s not based on the eldest son or daughter, it’s based on ability, and this one, Nicholas, was the third youngest to occupy the position, and this one, is yet to be decided….
Nilson looked weakly at the man next to him and saw that he had his hand on the arm of the couch clenched into a fist, nervously….
Nilson’s mouth curved…