Immediate activation. Signature required.
And part of a name.
…Montoya.
That was the end.
Lucas left the church with Eva, no vows spoken, no flowers carried. Evidence in hand, he went straight to an independent lawyer.
The trap unraveled quickly once exposed. Recordings. Documents. Proof.
Valeria’s voice played back coldly: “If he resists, we’ll use the foundation. No one cries for a millionaire.”
This time, people listened.
That night, Lucas sat beside Eva in silence.
“Am I alone now?” she asked.
“No,” he said. “Not anymore.”
And for once, truth stood taller than spectacle.
