Antonio leaned back in his study chair, staring at a glass of whiskey in his hand. The amber liquid swirled as he contemplated his next move. Confronting Diana outright wouldn't work...not yet. If his suspicions about her and Alejandro were true, he needed proof.
"They're clever," he murmured, taking a sip. "But not clever enough."
The next morning, Antonio arrived at the Castillo estate earlier than usual, his demeanor calm and collected, masking the storm brewing within him. He greeted Mr. Castillo with his usual charm and even made small talk with Mrs. Castillo about the upcoming business venture. But his true focus lay elsewhere.
His sharp eyes darted around, searching for any sign of Diana or Alejandro. When he finally saw them, his suspicions only deepened.
