Chapter 15 - The Vanishing Heir
Lucía stood her ground, her gaze fixed on Hector Vance with icy disgust. "You think you can just kill us and take the Gran Imperial? The original certificates in this briefcase are registered to a cloud-encrypted biometric vault. If my heartbeat stops, the shares are automatically donated to a federal anti-corruption task force."
Hector’s eyes narrowed. "Smart girl. But you forgot one thing."
Hector clicked his fingers. A second later, a mercenary walked into the room carrying a small, weeping bundle wrapped in a pink cashmere blanket.
Baby Elena-Sofia.
"No!" Lucía screamed, her composure shattering instantly as tears flooded her eyes. "Sofia!"
"You see, Lucía," Mateo smirked, taking the baby from the mercenary. "The panic room nanny was on my payroll. Now, give Hector the briefcase and sign the transfer documents, or your daughter disappears into an untraceable adoption network in Eastern Europe."
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Alejandro tried to push himself up from the floor, but a mercenary planted a heavy boot on his back, pressing his face into the shattered glass.
"I’ll sign!" Lucía cried out, falling to her knees and grabbing a pen from the desk. "I'll sign whatever you want! Just don't hurt my baby!"
