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Ximena stepped out of her black car into the soft golden glow of the evening lights. The grand hotel hosting the exclusive industry event shimmered under the moonlight, filled with Mexico City’s most powerful executives, designers, and investors.Flashes went off the moment she arrived—paparazzi hadn’t been invited, but they always found a way.She ignored the noise, chin high, her cream silk dress hugging her figure. It didn’t matter that the media storm was still burning outside. She wasn’t going to hide.Inside the ballroom, conversations hummed like bees in a hive. Waiters floated past with flutes of champagne and hors d’oeuvres. The air was heavy with perfume, ambition, and secrets.“Miss Antonio,” someone greeted her, smiling politely. “Didn’t think you’d show tonight.”She returned the smile with practised ease. “And miss all the whispers? Never.”She moved through the room like a queen, shoulders back, her presence magnetic. But it wasn’t long before someone stopped her in her
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Ximena paced back and forth in her office, heels tapping against the polished floor like a ticking clock. The city lights outside blinked through the tall windows, but her mind wasn’t on the skyline.Her mind was on **Leandro Cruz**.His voice echoed in her memory: *“Either we make history—or you go back to being a memory in his shadow.”*“Damn it, how such am I that this isn’t some sort of joke or probably a set up?” She muttered with a loud sigh as she stopped in front of her desk and stared at the black folder he’d left. It was still unopened.The knock at the door made her turn.Rafael stepped in, cautious. “You didn’t sleep last night, did you?”Ximena shook her head. “There’s no time for sleep.”He walked further in, eyeing the folder. “So… are you really considering it?”She finally opened it. Dozens of pages of plans. Names. Lawyers. Shareholder routes. All mapped out. A legal path to take over **Ricardo Enterprises**—piece by piece.“If you do this,” Rafael said slowly, “Migu
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Ximena didn’t wait.The next morning, she drove straight to her father’s estate. The sun had barely risen, but her thoughts hadn’t let her sleep. Her fingers clutched the photo and the letter as the car pulled up to the familiar gates.The housekeeper opened the door. “He’s in the study,” she whispered, sensing the storm in Ximena’s eyes.Ximena didn’t knock. She pushed the door open.Her father looked up from his desk, surprised. “Ximena?”She tossed the photograph onto the wood surface.The black-and-white image of a smiling young woman stared up at him.And then the folded letter landed beside it.“Camila Antonio,” Ximena said sharply. “Tell me the truth.”Mr Antonio’s face went pale.“I don’t know what this is—”“Don’t lie to me,” she snapped, slamming her hand on the desk. “She was your niece. She died. And you erased her.”Her father stood slowly. “Camila’s death was… tragic. But it wasn’t my doing.”“She was going to expose something. That’s what this letter says. That’s why sh
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