She sat down, letting out a heavy sigh before wearing a glove. “You two can go on and continue whatever you are doing, ¿sí?”“No, señora. We were not doing anything,” August said quickly. “If you would, please allow us to help you. This seems like fun.”She smiled at him, and the two men froze. Why was she suddenly smiling like that? Maybe because they praised her cooking skills?“Sit down. I will teach you how to do it,” she said, patting the space beside her.Charles and August glanced at each other.“If you want to join him too, puedes sentarte aquí,” she said, patting another space for Charles.They both sat down.“You’ll hold like this…” she demonstrated. “Then slowly, you’ll rip this part off. You have to be careful, otherwise you rip the whole part and you are left with nothing.” She carefully brought out the pepper. “Here is the edible part, chico.”Charles and August looked at each other, then back at h

“If we hadn’t divorced, you think you’d still be alive, bitch? What are you even talking about?” He asked lazily. “Just know if anything happens to Sophia, you’ll burn in hell for five years before I allow you to die, so you can continue in hell again.”“Send the money to my madre before two hours and get some people to take care of those two men, or I’ll hand your daughter over to them.” She hung up, fuming with rage.She was crazy to have married Dario. Other than his money, everything about him was rotten.She had just opened the door to the bathroom and was stepping out when her phone rang again. Stupid cunny thing, she thought, licking her lips as she answered coldly.“What?”“I already sent two billion dólares to your parents.”“So?”“How much should I send you?”“What are you talking about?” she asked coldly, a smile hiding at the corner of her mouth.“Help me find those two men and deal with the

“It’s barely twenty-four hours since our last meeting. Whatever new idea you have can wait until the next,” Helena’s voice crackled through the line, sharp and impatient.“Someone has our necklace,” Dario said.“And what’s that got to do with me?” she snapped.“Helena, I’m not joking. I saw it with my own eyes. It was original.”A pause. Then, venom: “What are you, drunk?”“I don’t know which one of us lost it, but I’m certain about what I saw. I’ve already sent men after him. We need to meet. Now.”He cut the call and turned slowly, the weight of another presence pressing in. His ex-wife leaned in the doorway, filing her nails like she hadn’t a care in the world.“How much did you hear?” Dario’s voice was ice.“The part about a necklace,” she said casually. “Is she the new woman you’re chasing? Hope she knows about your daughter.”His jaw tightened. “I’ll wire you two million dollars. You didn’t hear a