Damian returned to the main Montoya residence late that night. As he passed through the family room, he found his mother, Natalia, sitting alone on the sofa with a glass of wine in hand.“Mom, what are you doing up this late?” Damian asked curiously.He walked closer, studying his mother’s face just long enough to make sure she wasn’t drunk.“I just wanted to warm myself up,” Natalia replied with a casual shrug. “Why did you come home so late?”“There was a business banquet,” Damian answered flatly.He took off his jacket, loosened the top few buttons of his shirt, and dropped onto the sofa beside his mother.“Why are you drinking? Is something bothering you?”Natalia slowly shook her head before turning to face her only son.“Damian, I want to ask you something... but promise me you won’t get angry,” Natalia said cautiously.Damian frowned. He could already guess where this conversation was headed, but he chose not to comment.Instead, he reached for another glass and poured himself
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