The Game Begins

Chapter 120: The Game Begins

Sitting in her father's office, her fingers curled tightly around the edges of the black ledger.

The room smelled of old wood and expensive whiskey. 

Leon was sitting across from her, looking at her as if he was waiting for her to process what he had just revealed.

But she wasn't processing.

She was thinking of every single move she could make against him without affecting Gabriel. 

Everything about her father's confession felt like a puzzle piece that had been missing for years—one that, now placed, changed the entire picture.

She swallowed hard. "So, what you're saying is that this entire time, everything has been connected?"

Leon nodded slowly, taking a sip of his whiskey. "That's exactly what I'm saying."

Diane clenched her jaw. "And you're just telling me now?"

Leon sighed. "Would you have listened to me before?"

Diane didn't answer.

Because the truth was?

No.