Chapter 5 - The Locked Closet
Julián’s eyes widened in terrifying realization. His grip on Rebeca’s wrist tightened so hard her cheeks flushed red with pain.
"My father died of a sudden stroke six months ago," Julián said, his voice dropping into a deadly whisper. "What toxicology report?"
"She paid the private clinic doctor to alter the death certificate, Sir!" Marisol cried, standing up slowly while keeping Doña Estela shielded behind her. "Your father didn't die of natural causes! She was poisoning his daily tea for three months before he collapsed!"
Rebeca thrashed wildly against Julián’s grip. "She's lying! She's trying to ruin our marriage! Julián, release me!"
Julián shoved Rebeca backward onto the sofa. Without uttering another word, he turned and sprinted up the grand marble staircase toward the master bedroom.
Rebeca scrambled to her feet, her red dress swishing as she sprinted up the stairs right behind him, screaming like a lunatic.
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"Julián! Don't open that box! You're breaking the law!"
👉 Would Julián reach the blue sewing box before Rebeca could stop him?
