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His head rests against mine, and we stay like this until we get to his mansion—our new home.

As soon as we pull up, everyone piles out of the cars and heads directly to the house. His parents arrive a moment later in another vehicle.

I square my shoulders as I take a deep breath, I don’t want any confrontations today, but I will not allow Ava to see Vicente’s parents insult me—or him—in front of her.

This should be interesting.

Chapter 24

Vicente Godoy

Seeing my house through Ava’s eyes is something I never thought I needed. To me, it’s just the place where I sleep, where I have some of my most valued possessions. According to Ava, this is the coolest place in the entire universe.

“And are you sure we can live here, Boss Man?” Ava asks the moment we walk inside.

“Yes, duckling. You and your mum are moving in here with me.”

Her little arms wrap around my neck in a vice grip, but I can still manage to hear her soft words.

“Thank you, Boss Man. You’ve made my wish come true.”

I’m curious to know which wish it is, but I have unfinished business with my father, and I want to tackle it sooner rather than later.

Ava untangles from me and rushes to Camila. “Mum, can I see my new room?”

Camila smiles, one of those smiles that could light up the entire world. “Yes, of course,mi amor. Let’s go.”

Ava nods excitedly as Camila extends her hand for Mrs. Evans to join them. They disappear up the stairs as they head to Ava’s room on the second floor.

“Mum, why don’t you join me and Bella for a snack while we wait for Ava and Camila to come back?” Gabo suggests.

I’m grateful he’s here, acting as a buffer. He truly is the best man.

My mother gives him a kind smile before turning to my father and hugging him as she whispers something only he can hear. He nods begrudgingly, his eyes lingering on me.

I meet his gaze and nod, motioning for him to follow me to my studio.

Without a word, he falls in step behind me.

“Care for a drink?” I ask as soon as he closes the door.

“No, I don’t need a drink to tell my son how I think he just ruined his life.”

I fist my hands as I try to take a calming breath. This conversation is going to be harder than I thought.

“I got married like you wanted me to. So why are you now saying that I made the biggest mistake of my life?” I ask, lowering myself into my desk chair.

My father remains standing.

“Because that woman is simply taking advantage of you. Owen told me everything,” he says, gripping the back of the chair across from me.

I see red.

Of fucking courseOwen is the one behind all this shit.

How could have I been so naive? He showed me his true colors when I told him I was marrying Camila, but I still fell for his lies when he came to my office to apologize.

My pulse pounds as I shove to my feet. “And what’s so bad about Camila, huh, Father? You don’t even know her!

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