บททั้งหมดของ One Night Stand With My Future Uncle In Law : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Gabriella's Pov"They are going to claim that you and Mariano were having a secret affair," Vincent whispered, turning his head slightly toward me. "They are going to write that the secret affair is the real reason you were in his car late at night. They want to make it look like a romantic scandal."I sat up straight, my heart racing with anger. "What? That is a complete lie. That is disgusting. Everyone who knows us knows that is completely false.""I know it is false, and you know it is false," Vincent said, his voice calm and steady. "But Davis is actively trying to control the public narrative. He wants the public to believe you were sleeping with his uncle. He wants to destroy your reputation so you look like a liar, a cheater, and an untrustworthy woman. If he ruins your social standing, he thinks you will have no choice but to marry him to save your name.""What can I do to stop them?" I asked, my voice trembling with stress. "I cannot let them publish that.""You do not need

Gabriella's POV "But I am not broken down," I said, my jaw tightening. "I am angry.""I know you are strong," Raphael said, squeezing my hand again to calm me. "But Davis does not need to know that. He must never suspect it. I know this is incredibly difficult for you. I know every instinct in your body wants to fight him openly. I know you want to tell our parents and the world the absolute truth about his character. But you cannot do it. Not yet. There are far too many powerful people involved in this conspiracy. Too many people who want Mariano buried permanently.""What do you mean by that?" I asked, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Who else is involved?"Raphael glanced quickly over his shoulder at our parents. They were completely distracted. The distant sound of clinking porcelain came from the kitchen where my mother was working. My father was still staring silently out the front window, lost in his own thoughts."Someone very high up inside the Castillo family structure

Gabriella's POVMy mother sat on the edge of my mattress with her hands tightly clasped together in her lap and her eyes fixed directly on my face. She looked exactly like she was bracing her entire body for a piece of terrible news. I did not blame her for that reaction at all. I had just told her that a man whom the entire city believed to be dead was actually breathing, and that her own daughter had been intentionally lying to everyone in the family for days."Tell me everything, Gabriella," she said. Her voice sounded steady, but I could see the visible tension tightening the muscles in her shoulders. "From the very beginning of the incident. Do not leave a single detail out of the story."I took a deep breath, expanded my lungs, and started talking to her. I told her about the high-speed car crash and the loud explosion that followed it. I described the exact moment Vincent had pulled Mariano's body out from the burning wreckage right before the fire consumed the entire vehicle.

Gabriella's POV We stepped out of our car and walked inside the front doors.The main foyer was completely packed with guests. People were standing around in tight clusters, talking to one another in low, hushed whispers. I recognized several of their faces from the grand family gathering that had occurred weeks ago. Others in the crowd were complete strangers to me. All of them looked exactly like they belonged to a wealthy corporate world that I did not understand at all.A uniformed servant appeared in front of us, offering refreshments from a silver tray. My mother took a glass of water. My father shook his head in refusal. Raphael stepped up right beside me, placing his hand firmly on my lower back."Stay very close to me," he whispered in my ear. "Do not wander off alone into the rooms.""I will not leave your side," I promised him.Suddenly, Davis appeared from the middle of the crowd. He was wearing a dark black suit, a white silk tie, and a very somber, sad expression on his

Gabriella's POVI stood on the grass in the garden for a long time after Valentina walked away. The night air had a low temperature, and the coldness felt sharp against the skin of my arms and face, but I did not move my feet. I remained in that exact position and stared at the dark pathway where she had disappeared from my sight. My mind was filled with many difficult questions that I could not answer. I wondered who Valentina's sister was. I wondered what had happened to her in the past. I also wondered why Kristen had looked so happy and satisfied when she spoke about that situation.I did not have any answers to these thoughts. But I understood one fact clearly. I was not going to discover the truth by remaining outside in the dark.I turned around, walked across the grass, and pushed open the heavy glass door to go back inside the building. The memorial service was still happening. The large room was filled with people standing in groups of three or four, talking to each other i