My mother turned toward me.
"You see now?"
My throat felt dry.
"See what?"
"That weakness gets you destroyed."
Daniel struggled in the chair.
"You won't get away with this."
She smiled.
"I already have."
Then she looked at me again.
"You have one choice."
Silence.
"Join me."
My heart stopped.
"Or?"
Her eyes were cold.
"Lose everything."
The air felt heavy.
Because I understood something clearly now.
This wasn't about money anymore.
It was survival.
And my next decision…
Would decide everything.
If your own mother became your enemy…
what would you choose?