“You’re saying I betrayed you and your father?” Miguel scoffed, shaking his head. “Me? His own brother? Your uncle? I’m family, Drake. But you—”
“I told you, they had nothing to do with this,” Drake cut in, voice steady but sharp. “I’m giving you this chance to be honest. Confess. Tell me the truth before—”
Miguel let out a bitter chuckle, disbelief etched into his face. “You’re accusing me—the one person who stood by you when everyone else turned their backs? I treated you like my own son. I can’t believe I’m hearing this.”
Drake didn’t flinch. “You think saying that changes anything? You sold out the company to the Montefuegos, knowing full well we were sinking. You made money off that sale, used it to pretend to help us, and then disappeared. And you only came back when you found out
