Chapter 64

• Sebastian walked into the living room, his heart pounding with a mix of anger and confusion. His mother, Mrs. Rojas, sat on an elegant chaise lounge, flipping through the pages of a glossy magazine, looking every bit the picture of calm sophistication. But Sebastian knew better. He had seen the truth behind her poised facade.
• “Mother,” he began, his voice steady but laced with intensity. “We need to talk.”
• Mrs. Rojas glanced up from her magazine, her perfectly manicured eyebrows arching in mild surprise. “What is it, Sebastian?” she asked, her tone deceptively sweet.