Valeria's POV
"Watch me," my father fired back coolly.
The bodyguards formed a tight circle around us, pushing back against the crowd. The reporters were still shouting questions but at least now there was some distance, some breathing room. We moved quickly toward the exit.
"Ms. Daelmont, the public has a right to know!"
"Is it true you're planning to take your son back to New Zealand?"
"Did you really think you could hide forever?"
We finally made it outside where our car was waiting. The driver had already opened the doors. My father guided Elliot into the backseat first, then helped me in before climbing in himself. The bodyguards stood outside the car, blocking the reporters who were still trying to get closer, still shouting their invasive questions.
The door closed and sudde
