In the grand hall of the mansion, Rehana's eyes clashed with Elena's.
Elena gave a cold smile, as if to say: "I know you've found out."
She spoke calmly:
— "I suppose you've seen more than you should."
The air was thick with tension, every step and glance carrying an unspoken threat.
Rehana replied in a steady voice, her eyes burning with anger:
— "I saw, and I won't let you hide behind your lies any longer."
Elena took a step closer, raising her eyebrow with icy indifference, a threatening smile curving her lips:
— "Be careful… I have the power to erase everything from Leonardo's life in an instant."
A chill ran down Rehana's spine, yet she refused to step back.
Her blood raced through her veins, her eyes searching for any escape, but she knew danger was now far too close—one wrong move could be the last.
This confrontation was no longer physical; it was mental, psychological, charged with hidden threats and a brewing storm leading to the climax.