Chapter 4 - Patricia Tried to Force My Daughters to Accuse Rosa on Camera, but One Twin Secretly Recorded Her Own Future StepmotherThe next step was obvious.
We needed evidence Patricia couldn't erase.
I told the girls nothing.
I simply spent more time with them.
Martina sat beside me during dinner.
Daniela slept beside my office when I worked late.
Rosa remained close.
Patricia noticed.
She became nervous.
That night, I received a message.
We need to talk. Alone.
Patricia.
I agreed.
She met me in the garden.
“You've been distant.”
“Busy.”
“You don't trust me anymore?”
I smiled.
“Why would you ask that?”
“Because I can feel you pulling away.”
I stepped closer.
“Maybe I've had a lot to think about.”
She touched my arm.
“You know I'd never hurt you.”
I looked at her.
“I know.”
She smiled.
That was when she made her mistake.
“You should fire Rosa.”
“Why?”
“She turned the girls against me.”
“No.”
“Adrian.”
“I said no.”
Her voice hardened.
“You'll regret protecting her.”
I stared.
“Is that a threat?”
“No.”
She smiled.
“A warning.”
I stepped closer.
“Stay away from my daughters.”
Her eyes narrowed.
Then she whispered:
“You're making this difficult.”
I walked away.
The next day, Patricia tried something new.
She asked the twins to sit in the study.
She turned on a camera.
I watched from the surveillance room.
“Tell me what Rosa says about me.”
The girls stayed silent.
Patricia smiled.
“You don't need to be afraid.”
Martina looked down.
“I won't lie.”
Patricia slapped the table.
“I'm not asking you to lie.”
Daniela reached for her sister's hand.
“You don't scare me.”
Patricia froze.
The child looked directly at her.
Then said:
“Daddy sees everything.”
Patricia's face went white.
She looked around.
I smiled from the surveillance room.
But the girls didn't know I was watching.
Or maybe one of them did.
Later, Daniela came to my office.
She carried a small toy recorder.
“Daddy.”
“Yes?”
“I found this.”
“What is it?”
“Patricia left it.”
I listened.
The recording contained Patricia threatening them.
It was perfect evidence.
“How did you record it?”
Daniela smiled.
“Rosa taught me.”
I looked at Rosa.
She shook her head.
“I only showed her how to press the button.”
I hugged my daughter.
“You did good.”
She whispered:
“Will you marry Patricia?”
“No.”
“Good.”
“Why?”
“Because she isn't nice.”
Children often see truth more clearly than adults.
The following day, Patricia tried to frame Rosa again.
This time, she planted money inside Rosa's room.
But our cameras caught it.
Then she placed one of my wife's earrings there.
Again, caught.
Then she called the police.
That was when I decided to end the charade.
I walked into the living room with Gabriel.
Patricia froze.
Rosa stood near the kitchen.
My daughters were behind her.
I placed the planted jewelry on the table.
“Explain.”
Patricia stared.
“I have no idea.”
“Camera footage says otherwise.”
She went pale.
“What?”
I handed her a tablet.
The footage played.
Her planting the necklace.
Her planting the cash.
Her telling Victor she would frame Rosa.
Her threatening the girls.
Her affair.
Every lie.
Every manipulation.
Patricia started crying.
“Adrian, I can explain.”
“I'm sure.”
She looked at Rosa.
“You did this.”
“No.”
She looked at me.
“You're choosing her over me?”
“Yes.”
Her face changed.
“You'll regret it.”
I smiled.
“No.”
Then she laughed.
Quietly.
“You think this is over?”
I stared.
She leaned toward me.
“You have no idea who you're fighting.”
Then the front doors opened.
Samuel Voss walked inside.
Behind him were armed men.
I reached for my weapon.
Gabriel drew his.
My daughters screamed.
And Samuel smiled.
“Now, Adrian.”
May you like
He looked around.
“Let's discuss your inheritance.”
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