Chapter 361

• By the time I stepped outside, Rafael had already loaded the third luxury SUV with gifts each one handpicked, wrapped, and personally arranged by him.
• It should’ve been the assistant’s job. We had a full staff of coordinators, drivers, and handlers for this sort of thing. But Rafael insisted on doing it himself. He claimed it was about respect for my family, for tradition but I knew there was more to it.
• This wasn’t just about appearances. This was about the message he wanted to send.