Chapter 100 He's Not Your Cousin

• With Enzo and Lucas out tending to their respective duties, the house felt unusually quiet. Rosario sat in the living room, her gaze occasionally drifting toward Ximena, who remained slumped on the couch, as if the world rested on her shoulders. Ximena didn't go to work because she had been feeling under the weather for days now.
• “Here, madam,” the maid announced softly, handing a glass of lemonade perched on a tray.
• “Thank you,” Ximena replied, her voice barely above a whisper as she took the drink. She immediately took the glass to her lips, taking a generous sip.