Chapter Thirty-One If You Don't Want It, You Can Get Out Now

But Jack Golden's tall figure, sharp gaze, and powerful aura made it hard for people to ignore him.

The old lady went straight to the point, "Jack, when do you plan to hold a wedding with Caroline?"

Jack Golden's eyes fell on the face of the woman opposite, and his slender and shapely fingers tapped lightly on the table, "What do you say?"

Caroline Fisher, "…"

He is shameless, the old lady obviously asked him.

The old lady said in twos and twos, "Caroline told me to listen to you."

"Really? Then when do you want to hold it?"

Jack Golden tapped on the table, and Caroline Fisher's heart pounded for no reason, as if his fingertips were hitting her heart.

"actually……"

As soon as Caroline Fisher spoke, the old lady looked at her, and she hurriedly changed her words, "Of course, the sooner the better."

The old lady nodded with satisfaction.