로그인The lounge buzzed with the usual afternoon noise, yet Lorenzo's silence sat heavily at the table.Marcos had been talking for ten minutes straight about a deal, someone's divorce, the usual kind of drama that filled their afternoons, but Lorenzo's attention had drifted long ago. Ethan noticed. He let Marcos finish his latest point, waited for him to reach for his drink, and then spoke."You look like somebody just handed you a problem you thought was buried."Lorenzo looked at him. "Valentina and I fought last night.""What happened?" Ethan asked.Lorenzo turned his glass. "She went to Bella's assistant behind my back. She's been building a picture of things that happened before she was involved, and she went looking for confirmation without telling me." He exhaled quietly. "Things have been tense between us for a while now. Ever since Bella came back, it's been one thing after another."Neither of them said anything immediately.“And did she tell you exactly what she found at Bella’s
Valentina walked inside and Lorenzo was already standing.He wasn't pacing around. He was just standing still, which was worse. His glass sat on the table, his jacket still on, and there was a particular kind of stillness about him that suggested he'd been waiting long enough for the anger to burn off and leave something colder behind."Where have you been?" he askedValentina looked at him for a moment before setting her bag down. "Out.""I know you went to see Bella's assistant." Not a question. "Behind my back. Without telling me.""Yes I did" Valentina didn't deny it. "Why?" He asked her"Am I not allowed to meet people now? After all, you don’t tell me anything anyway. You've already made that clear” she said, turning to face him fully.His jaw tightened. "And you feel like you're just entitled to it now? Every part of my past, every decision I made before you walked in? Even after I told you that there's nothing to it""You handled Bella’s pregnancy," she said, no hesitation. "
The tea had gone cold an hour ago.Bella hadn't moved from the kitchen table. The house was quiet the way it only got after midnight with the twins asleep, Helena gone and every sound in the building belonging to her alone.She'd been sitting with it all for a while. Helena's warning about the board questions. Evelyn's careful tone on the phone and the feeling that whatever Valentina had noticed wasn't staying with just heranymore. People were asking questions they had never asked before. Looking at her differently and circling the same years she had spent trying to bury.It no longer felt like one person getting close to the truth. It felt like something spreading and moving through conversations she wasn't part of and building toward something she couldn't stop because she couldn't even see the full shape of it yet.Her hands were flat on the table. She looked at them."They're going to take them from me."She hadn't meant to say it out loud. Her voice came out small in the empty k
Lorenzo poured a drink he didn’t need and stood in the middle of the penthouse, letting the silence sit around him a little longer than usual.He wasn’t thinking about Bella. Instead his mind was set on Valentina.He replayed the car ride. The way she answered his questions was calm and clean with no hesitation, but she never really gave him anything to hold onto. Valentina usually didn’t leave things hanging like that. She pressed, she followed through and she usually dug until she got what she wanted. But this time she just stopped things short, closed them off and moved on. And that wasn’t like her, not lately at least.He thought about the man and his daughter on the pavement and the way Valentina had watched them for a moment longer than normal. Not like she was emotional or anything, just focused, like she was comparing it to something in her head. That wasn't accidental and it was unlike her Then he thought about the argument. She'd asked whether he actually cared about Bella
They'd been on the road for twenty minutes before Bella spoke, her attention fixed somewhere beyond the passenger window.Carlos hadn't pushed. He'd learned early that she processed things at her own pace and talking before she was ready just produced noise, not honesty."Evelyn did the same thing," she said.He glanced at her briefly then back at the road. "What do you mean?""At the last event I was at." Bella looked out the passenger window for a moment. "She asked about the twins. How old they were, how they were doing and the usual things." She turned the cup slightly in her hands. "But it didn't feel like small talk. It felt like she was trying to confirm something.""How much do you think she’s figured out at this point?" Carlos asked"Well enough to be on guard and keep a watchful eye around me." Bella turned her cup in her hand "A while back she would’ve just talked down to me but now she’s just being careful. That’s worse.”Carlos changed lanes. "So there's a chance Valentin
Carlos found a parking spot outside the small grocery near Helena's and cut the engine. Bella was still looking out the window when he got back in with a cup from the café next door like she wanted.He put it in the cupholder without a word, but she didn't touch it."You do realise coffee stopped counting as a meal years ago right?," he said.Bella looked at the cup for a second before finally picking it up. The heat still lingered through the cardboard sleeve.He waited, knowing she was working toward something."I ran into Valentina yesterday," she said. "At the brunch."Carlos turned slightly in his seat.Bella walked him through everything that had happened, the approach, the small talk and the moment Valentina's attention shifted toward the twins. Then came the question about their age, and the brief hesitation before Bella answered it. She explained it all plainly, without dramatising any of it, the same way she handled anything that needed to be thought through carefully inste







