Charles's eyes darkened.
He abruptly raised his knee and rammed it hard into Daniel's gut.
Daniel let out a pained grunt and doubled over.
Charles looked down at him as though he were looking at a piece of trash. "Your bastard?" he said. "Daniel, you're not just scum. You're blind, too. Clara is my wife now. The child in her belly is a Moore. If you dare harass her again, I'll make the entire Garcia Group pay."
Daniel clutched his stomach and raised his head with difficulty, a flash of madness in his eyes.
"Charles, stop bluffing!" he spat. "Do you think the Moore family will accept a divorced woman carrying another man's child? Just you wait!"
Daniel scrambled to his feet and stumbled out of the studio.
The studio fell quiet once more.
Charles turned around and strode over to me.
