—Get on your knees and beg. Maybe… he’ll let you keep one.
Valeria’s heart broke into a thousand pieces.
But still…
He knelt down.
—I beg you… they are your children… don’t take them away from me…
But Sebastian only made a sign with his hand.
And in a matter of seconds… it was all over.
That night, seven small lives disappeared into the darkness of the river.
And with them… the old Valeria died.
Three years later…
The sky was clear.
The wind blew gently over an exclusive hotel in Mexico City, where high society was celebrating the opening of a new company.
—Thank you for joining us— the presenter said. —Today you will meet the woman behind this empire.
The lights went out.
Murmurs filled the room.
And then…
She appeared.
Sturdy heels.
Cold stare.
Dressed in black, elegant… but with an aura that chilled the blood.
Valeria Mendoza.
But she wasn’t the same anymore.
Now… she was known as Victoria del Monte.
The lost heiress of one of the richest families in the country.
The woman who had returned… from hell.
“Good evening,” she said in a calm voice.
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