Now. Immediately. I want the notification to appear right when I try to pay for something.
—I’ll take care of it.
“One more thing,” I added. “Find the best locksmith you can. And hire two strong security guards. We’ll go to the house in Segovia tomorrow morning.”
—At your service, ma’am.
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I ended the call, started the car, and glanced at my reflection in the rearview mirror.
The woman who had been crying in that hallway was gone.
Only Sofia—the general manager who had finally learned the cost of mercy—remained.
My phone buzzed with a WhatsApp message from Ricardo.
“My love, I’ve arrived in Valencia. I’m exhausted. I’m going to sleep. Kisses. I love you.”
I let out a soft, dry laugh without any joy.
Then I typed my reply with perfect calm.
“Okay, honey. Sleep well. Sweet dreams, because tomorrow you might wake up to a… surprising reality. I love you too.”
Send.
When the screen went dark, a crooked smile slowly spread across my lips.
The game had officially begun.
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