They thought they could bring Valentina down with cheap tricks, but right now, nobody around truly understood what was happening anymore.
Sebastian's jaw clenched tightly, and just then, his phone rang sharply—breaking the tension in the air like a whip. He glanced down at the screen.
"My father," he muttered, a bit more proudly than he should have. He raised the phone for them all to see, as if it was supposed to mean something.
The moment Maria and Valentina's father heard that, their entire energy shifted. Maria's hand twitched by her side, and Valentina's father shifted uncomfortably on his feet. Both of them stiffened. The name of Sebastian's father wasn't just a title—it was power, and they both knew it. And they both feared what Sebastian might say next. If he told his father what happened here, they could be dragged into it. They stood still, watching closely, praying he wouldn't drag them down with him.
Sebastian answered the call casually.
"Hello, father…"
