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A tense staring contest ensued between Alejandro, Camila, and Sofia. Alejandro sat on the couch, legs crossed comfortably, his expression dry.
"Is anyone going to explain?" Sofia broke the silence.
"Well...I...he..." Camila scratched her legs nervously, unsure where to start.
"Your daughter fell ill today. She just got discharged from the hospital and didn’t eat anything last night. As if that wasn’t enough, she wants to starve herself again this morning," Alejandro reported.
"Hey!" Camila threw him a glare before turning to her mom. "He didn’t return home last night. I couldn’t eat because I was worried about him. I think you should ask your son-in-law what he was doing late at night in the company. Maybe he wasn’t even there."
Alejandro's gaze darkened. "What do you mean by that
