The maid straightened the master’s tie and whispered a chilling warning—but what she said about the driver changed everything he thought he knew.

saw Esteban’s face.

That expression was not surprise.

It was contained fury.

Tomás dropped to his knees beside the truck, blood in his mouth, hands raised.

“Don Esteban, they forced me… they said they would kill my son…”

Leonel pressed the barrel to the back of his neck.

“Then start talking.”

The entrance to the mansion went completely still.

The gardeners continue reading …