Theodore's voice was icy cold:
"This is my home. I come and go as I please. You have no say in the matter."
The eldest master of the Sanchez family glared at him, his face twisted in rage.
"This is *my* home. I've lived here since I was a child. And you? This is probably the first time you've set foot here in sixteen years!"
Theodore retorted, "You dare speak of rights when you're the intruder?"
The eldest master turned red with anger. "I'm a full twelve years older than you—my mother knew my father long before yours ever did—"
Theodore cut him off, his tone sharp:
"Need a lesson in law? According to the Civil Code, only children born to married couples are legitimate. Since your mother never obtained a marriage license with my father, she bore you as a mistress."
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