Chapter 216 — The Hotel, the Family… and the First Duel

The cold Madrid air hit their faces the moment they crossed through the airport’s automatic doors.

Martín walked ahead like a general setting the pace, straight-backed, hard, without looking back, as if he were escorting a prisoner of war.

Milagros followed him with her jaw clenched, feeling the emotional pressure building in her chest.

Ayden, obedient, silent, and disciplined, walked one step behind.

He looked like a big kid behaving hims