Edward opened his mouth to protest, but something in his gaze died when he saw her straighten up, lift her chin, and look at him without fear. His mask of superiority crumbled in seconds.
“Lucía… darling… you can’t leave me now. This is a misunderstanding.”
She shook her head.
“You broke me a long time ago. But today…” Her eyes gleamed. “…I’m no longer the woman who silently endures everything.”
Helen tried to intervene.
“But daughter, marriage is—”
“I’m not your daughter,” Lucía interrupted, with a coldness I didn’t know she possessed. “And I’m not going to sacrifice my life to maintain your reputation.”
Edward looked around, seeing the guests whispering, some recording, his own father devastated… and he understood that all his power had evaporated.
Richard, in a final attempt, approached me with a fake, almost macabre smile.
“We can negotiate. We can… fix this.”
I stood up too. And this time, I did speak aloud.
“No. This will be settled in court.”
The maître d’, nervous, approached again.
“Ma’am, some officers have arrived asking for Mr. Davenport.”
A deathly silence fell over the table.
Richard slumped in his chair.
“No… it can’t be this fast…”
I took a deep breath.
“When it comes to protecting your daughter, everything is fast.”
The entire restaurant watched as Richard was escorted out. Edward tried to follow him, but the officers told him to stay: “You’ll be summoned too.”
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