Veronica's POV
When I heard Cecile was in trouble, Leonardo's command cut through the air like a blade. "Quick! Push me over there!"
I grabbed his wheelchair and rushed toward the main hall. Even before we reached the doorway, angry shouting spilled out—sharp and accusatory.
"Am I wrong? If you hadn't kicked me out of the Nelson family back then, would I have ended up like this today? Are you seriously this cruel of a mother? I swear, you must be the most evil mother in the world! Now, I'm just here to claim the part of the inheritance that belongs to me. Is that so wrong?"
Leonardo's jaw tightened before we even saw who was speaking. I could feel the tension radiating from him—he knew exactly whose voice that was. His aunt Juliana, the family outcast who'd been banished years ago. And now she was back, demanding her cut.
