As she spun around on her heels, her bl00d ran cold.
Barbara stood in the doorway of the kitchen, blocking the exit. She wore an elegant designer dress and held a steaming cup of coffee. Her usually beautiful face was twisted in a grimace of pure malevolence.
“You forgot there are security cameras in this house, you nosy cat,” Barbara hissed, taking a step forward. “I saw you touching my things. What did your disgusting contact on the phone say to you?”
Carmen, leaning against the wall, felt panic, but then little Camila’s face flashed into her mind. Fear instantly transformed into fury. She didn’t lower her gaze.
“I know what it is, you damned witch,” Carmen spat, raising her face. “I know you’re poisoning the girl! You’re k1lling her from the inside out!”
Barbara let out a cold, empty laugh that echoed in the kitchen. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t deny anything.
“You’re smarter than your ranchera looks suggest,” she mocked, crossing her arms. “So what? That brat is a burden. As long as she breathes, Esteban will never be 100 percent mine. His fortune, his time, his damn devotion… it’s all for her.
I wasn’t born to be the shadow of some sickly girl. When she’s gone, Esteban will seek solace in me, we’ll get married, and this entire tequila empire will be entirely mine.”
“It’s her own bl00d! You’re sick in your soul!” Carmen shouted, grabbing a heavy butcher knife from the bar, ready to defend herself.
“Scream all you want, you stupid old woman. Nobody’s going to believe a mere servant over the future lady of the house. I’m going to ruin you. I’ll say you poisoned her.”
The atmosphere was thick with unbearable tension. But just as Barbara smiled, savoring her apparent victory, a deep, grave voice, broken by utter pain, echoed behind her.
—You don’t need to explain anything.
Barbara paled instantly. She turned slowly.
Esteban stood in the hallway. His eyes were red and bl00dsh0t, his face contorted with horror. In his right hand, he held his cell phone, connected to the house’s intercom system, which he had left on from his office to monitor the nurses. He had heard every single word.
“Esteban… my love…” Barbara stammered, dropping her coffee cup, which shattered against the marble. “I can explain, she was provoking me…”
The sound of Esteban’s slap was deafening, an impact charged with the fury of a father whose soul had been massacred. Barbara fell to the ground, spitting bl00d and bringing her hands to her face, looking at him with genuine terr0r.
“Monster! Murderer!” Esteban roared, the veins in his neck bulging. “You put poison in my daughter’s mouth!”
Without losing a single second, Esteban drew his personal weapon from his belt, pointing it directly at the ground in front of Barbara, making sure she didn’t try to escape, while shouting to Carmen:
—Call the police! Call the ambulances! Now!
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