In the middle of Rosario City, the main residence of the Ortega family was in chaos, unlike usual. The mansion looked deserted and extremely gloomy.
Inside the main hall, Matriarch Ortega sat on her chair with a pale face, her hands gripping the armrest tightly. Across from her, several other family members, including Eva and several family elders, sat with tense expressions.
Someone had just come to their residence, it was a figure they had never expected. A figure they had not seen for dozens of years. They never could have expected to see that figure again in this life.
A man in a black suit sat leisurely on the guest chair, looking at them expressionlessly. So calm yet dangerous. As if he should not get too close to him.
“I didn’t expect you guys to still act so extravagantly i
