The heavy silence in Malcolm Sebastian’s study was deafening as Amaya slid the incriminating photographs across the polished mahogany desk. She watched with barely contained glee as the patriarch’s brow furrowed, his fingers trembling slightly as he leafed through the damning images.
“What is the meaning of this, Amaya?” Malcolm rumbled, his deep voice laced with undisguised fury.
Amaya leaned back in her chair, a triumphant smile playing on her crimson lips. “I think you know exactly what this means, Mr. Sebastian.”
Elizabeth Sebastian’s delicate features were etched with a mixture of shock and disgust as she caught a glimpse of the photographs. “This… this can’t be real. Our daughter-in-law would never—”
“Oh, but she has, Mrs. Sebastian,” Amaya interrupted, her tone dripping with f
