—I don’t want their money. I just want them to stop hurting them.
—And who’s going to believe you? A maid against the future Mrs. Duarte?
Rosa slowly pulled her cell phone out of her apron.
“Maybe no one will believe me. But they will believe them.”
Patricia snatched the phone from him and smashed it on the floor.
-Not anymore.
Daniela let out a scream, but Rosa remained calm.
—That wasn’t the only support.
For the first time, Patricia lost control.
He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the hallway.
—What did you save? Where is it?
Rosa did not respond.
Patricia opened the cellar door and pushed her inside.
—You will stay there until you decide to speak.
Then he locked it.
Emiliano couldn’t take it anymore.
He opened the door to the monitoring room and walked down the corridor with Ramiro behind him.
However, before arriving, he heard Daniela’s voice from the living room.
—That’s enough, Patricia.
