The shocking revelation from Evelyn's diary refused to leave Zeraida's mind as the morning hours wore on. Every entry raised unsettling questions about her past, her family, and the true motives behind the prenuptial contract she had signed weeks ago.
By the following afternoon, she and Xaviere had arranged a private, unannounced meeting with the two family patriarchs. The secluded meeting place was an old, private Winterland estate located outside the city, a quiet property rarely mentioned in public society records or media reports.
When they stepped into the secluded study, both elderly men were already waiting near the stone hearth. Neither patriarch displayed the slightest hint of surprise upon seeing the newlyweds enter the room together.
They were expecting us to come here, Zeraida realized, her guarded instincts sharpening instantly as she evaluated their calm expressions.
