At the Cortez mansion, the atmosphere exploded after the butler delivered Dante's order for Camela to pack her bags and return to Ashvale.
Sending her away meant ruining her mother's plan. She stormed out of her room and pushed open the study door without knocking.
Dante frowned. He was already in no mood for anything, and Camela's sudden intrusion only irritated him further.
"You better have a reason for this, Camela."
She marched straight up to him with fury written all over her face. A sharp slap echoed through the room, snapping his head to the side from the force.
She raised a trembling finger at him.
"I told you to finish that woman. And yet you chose to get involved with her."
Dante caught her wrist, dragged her forward, and shoved her onto the nearby sofa. She winced as pain shot through her body.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head up, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"So… what are you going to do now?"
"I will make sure she di…"
