LUCIANA
“You'll reap what you sow? Dad, just what did you do?” I ask, still in shock.
“These could be my business rivals,” he says, taking a seat. Oh, it's the usual dry response.
“What business?” I ask.
“VRE is sinking. The construction company is in ashes, so what business are you talking about?” I ask with narrowed eyes.
“Luciana, not now?” He says, massaging his nape.
“Yeah, always.” I laugh sarcastically.
“I'm going to get to the bottom of this, okay? I have no idea who sent this. Someone is trying to play games with me.”
“And so Julio has to pay the prize?” I knit my brows. He's silent for a while.
“Are you going to trace the handwriting or what?”
“They are smart enough not to let that option be possible, okay? We'll first try DNA test, just to be sure if it's really Julio
