Blood recognizes blood
Author: Ore-ofe write
last update2025-09-15 17:14:37
Chapter 28

The board meeting finally drew to a close, leaving the room charged with tension but also strangely lighter. For Andrea, it was as though a weight had been lifted from his chest. For the first time in years, he no longer had to endure Sofia’s constant accusations, her doubts, her belittling words. Today, in front of everyone, he had chosen to sever ties with her, and Maria had stood firmly by his side.

Maria, sitting gracefully in her chair, observed Andrea quietly. Her sharp eyes softened just slightly as she caught the faint release of tension in his shoulders. So this is what it looks like, she thought, when someone who has been carrying chains finally tastes freedom.

She leaned closer, her lips curving into a faint smile. “Andrea, today you did well. You carried yourself with dignity, even when she insulted you. My father would have been proud to see this.”

Andrea’s gaze flickered toward her. He wasn’t entirely sure what he had done to earn her trust so quickly. He w
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