Beatrice slammed her tablet down onto the desk. Her face looked cold, but her mind was working quickly. She began arranging her plan carefully, like placing pieces on a chessboard. Every move had to be precise. There was no room for mistakes. For her, Leon was not just a child. He was part of the Xavier family, an heir that had to be secured. But Sheina, or Camila, was someone she did not want to exist. She wanted Leon, but she intended to get rid of Camila. “Assistant,” Beatrice called without turning her head. Her voice was firm and impossible to argue with. “Do not let Damian find out that I am investigating that child. If he knows, he will act without thinking. His guilt will only ruin everything.” Her assistant nodded quickly. He was already used to Beatrice’s cold and calculated way of working. “I want all the evidence in my hands first,” Beatrice continued. “Before Damian has the chance to run a DNA test or take action on his own.” “As I understand, My Lady,” the assistan
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