Beautiful Mistakes
At the end of the long hallway, standing in front of a massive, circular steel door, was Hector Villafuerte.
He looked exactly like the man on the screen—elegant, cold, with a cruel, calculating smile. Beside him, two guards were holding a weak, shivering Gavin Jalandoni, who was barely standing on his feet.
“Welcome to the vault, children,” Hector said, spreading his arms in a grand gesture. “I must congratulate you on your punctuality. Just in time.”
“Daddy!” Wenshie cried out, trying to run toward her father, but Hector’s guard immediately stepped in front of her, pointing a submachine gun at her chest.
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