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There’s a softness there, a tenderness that reflects the unspoken bond between us. And in that moment, I know we’re ready. Ready to face what we’ve been running from.

“We’ll tell Vincent the truth. When he’s fully recovered, we’ll take him to meet his new family. We’ll do this together.”

Valentino nods, his eyes filled with a quiet determination. “Together.”

And just like that, the painful distance between us is gone. Now, all that matters is ensuring our son is happy, safe, and loved.

Together.

28

VALENTINO

Todayisthedaywe put the whole Eva situation to rest. It needs to end now. The charade has gone on for too long.

I stand with my lawyers beside me, a mountain of evidence stacked in our favor.

Across the room, Eva sits rigid in her chair, her usual smug expression absent. The arrogant tilt of her lips, the false confidence, gone. Instead, her face is twisted in barely concealed rage, her eyes dark with hatred as she glares at me.

“You’re done, Eva.” My voice steady, unwavering. “The sale was legal. You have no claim over the land.”

The documents have been presented, and the truth is undeniable.

She knows she’s lost. Yet, she refuses to let go, clinging to whatever scraps of power she thinks she still has.

“I’ll just file a counterclaim.” Her voice cracks slightly, though she tries to mask it with bravado. “The documents are fake, and you know it.”

I let out a breath, shaking my head. “See? I thought you’d try something like that. That’s why we went a step further. We checked the town archives. Giorgio did everything by the book. There are official records proving Emilio accepted the deal. Your claim is baseless.”

“You’re lying!” Her voice rises. “My father was taken advantage of! He wasn’t in his right mind—”

“That’s enough, Eva.” My father’s voice cuts through the tension like a blade. Dad steps forward, his presence alone commanding the room. “We know Emilio isn’t well. But were you trying to take advantage of him?”

Eva visibly pales, her mouth opening and closing as she struggles to form a coherent response. For the first time since this whole mess started, I see something close to fear in her eyes.

“This isn’t about Emilio’s health,” I press on, my tone clipped. “This is about you. You’ve spent years manipulating people, twisting the truth to suit your agenda. But you can’t do that anymore. Not with us.”

Eva’s jaw tightens, her hands clenching into fists at her sides. “Damn you, Valentino. This isn’t over.”

I raise a brow, my expression impassive. “Actually, it is.”

One of my lawyers steps in, his voice professional but firm. “Ms. Costa, I advise you to take this as a final warning. Any further action on your part could result in serious legal repercussions.”

For a moment, it looks like she’s going to lash out again, but then she snaps her mouth shut, her eyes narrowing. Without another word, she turns on her heel and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

The silence that follows is almost deafening.

I exhale slowly, the tension in my shoulders finally beginning to ease.

It’s over, for now, at least.

My father places a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “You handled that well.”

His words mean more to me than I care to admit.

I nod, my voice softer when I say, “Thank you, Dad.”

He sighs, rubbing his temple. “Hopefully, she’ll stay away. But you’re right. Eva doesn’t back down easily.”

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