Chapter 239 This Isnt Over

• The room felt like it was holding its breath after the video ended. Trejo's smugness had faded away completely, replaced by a cold mask of fury that couldn't hide the tightness in her jaw. Trejo's eyes darted between the faces around the long, polished mahogany table, but she found no friendly face and was met by hard glares and a few faint smirks from those who had waited years for this moment when she fell from her high stool. Adriano leaned back in his seat, arms folded in front of him, with a victorious smile on his face.
• Padrino was the first to break the silence, his voice low and laced with anger. "Trejo, what do you have to say for yourself?"
• Trejo let out a loud, forced laugh. "That is clearly a doctored video. Adriano knows that I might beat him today, and so he came up with this sick joke to turn you all against me."