Lillian's eyes widened slightly at Miguel's outburst, but she didn't back down. "I have every right to speak up for my friend, Miguel. And you know it. You're just afraid that I'm going to expose your family for what they really are."
Miguel took a step closer to Lillian, his body tense with rage. "You don't know what you're talking about. You're just trying to cause trouble between me and my wife. Is this what I'm thinking? You're doing this because you plan on giving her to a man. The man from the mall, right?" Miguel asked, a smirk plastered on his face.
Joanna watched the exchange in horror, her breath coming in short gasps as she tried to stay calm.
Lillian's eyes narrowed as Miguel's words sunk in. "A man at the mall? You're delusional," she spat, her voice icy and cold. "You're just trying to twist the situation to fit your own narrative. And for the record, Joanna can make her own choices. She doesn't need you or me to do it for her."
