Arya’s POV
I look at my little one and then at Gloria, who looks at me excitedly.
“You've lost your mind, that won't happen.”
“Friend, I recommend you think about it.”
“I don't think so, the last thing I want is to remember that man. Luckily, we won't see him again.”
“Ha, ha, ha, you always say that, and when you least expect it, he shows up to mess everything up. You're always arguing.”
We both laugh; it's really like that. I don't remember an encounter with that man that hasn't ended in an argument. After all, he's not as stupid as he seems. Gloria helps me with the babies. After putting them to sleep in their cribs, we go down to eat something. We're going over some details of the company when Gloria's phone starts ringing.
“Arya, it's the Spaniards.”
“Answer it, Gloria, let's s
