"She is my wife."

Kelvin sat there, his eyes fixed on Julia, a whirlwind of emotions surging within him. The weight of sadness and rejection settled upon his shoulders, visible in his downcast expression.

As the tension lingered between Kelvin and Julia, Mateo sensed the need to shift gears and divert the conversation. With a decisive tone, he addressed Ariana, Julia, and Kelvin.

"You know what," Mateo said, his voice filled with gratitude, "I've decided to take my staff out for a meal to thank them for their tireless efforts. Would you all like to join us?"

Julia, eager to explain her situation, spoke up, her voice tinged with concern. "Actually, Mateo, my car broke down on the way here. I need to call for a car repair before evening. The road where it happened is often deserted, and it can be quite dangerous to be stranded there."

Mateo nodded understandingly, taking Julia's predicament into consideration. Just as he was about to suggest alternative arrangements, Kelvin interjected, a touch of determ