“What makes you think, I'm going to let you have my daughter?” Ignacio asked coldly, he'd rather die than let his precious daughter get involved with the likes of Pedro.
“With or without your permission I can have her… do you think I'm incapable?” Pedro asked shrewdly and fixed his eyes on Ignacio, he saw anger in his eyes. Pedro cared less about what others said. He could have Olivia with just the snap of his fingers. But since the woman asked him to be a gentleman. He was trying certainly to act that way.
“I can't trust Garcia, especially with your dirty family background,” Ignacio snapped, “both your families shed innocent blood…my daughter is safe with me, I'll find another man for her…who is good,” he added with a tap of his finger on the desk. Pedro stared at him with narrowed eyes. He didn't get offended by it, but he got something.