I looked at Nico, my mind chuckling darkly. Right now, whether I killed all those men or not doesn't matter. The Mexican government was already under immense pressure—not just from within, but from global powers who saw me as untouchable.
The moment my name was involved, diplomacy bent. The moment I was threatened, nations trembled.
Nico was none the wiser. He stood there, arranging Arturo's arrest, his focus on Lorena and her mother, who were crying helplessly as Arturo was dragged away. He didn't see the real power in the room. He didn't see the puppeteer.
Jayden stepped closer, her voice a hesitant whisper. "That… Master…" She swallowed hard, her eyes darting toward Benito and Patricia. "About my family…"
I didn't answer her. Not yet.
