Her voice carried quiet sincerity.
"If they ever appear in your life, let it be because fate brought them to you—not because you've spent years chasing them."
Daniella stared out through the windshield at the road stretching endlessly ahead before slowly nodding.
"I understand."
This time, her voice sounded steadier.
"And if they really do come looking for me one day..."
She rested a protective hand over her stomach.
"My baby will always come first," Daniella said quietly, resting a protective hand over her stomach. "My only priority."
Camilla smiled faintly before starting the engine once more. The sports car merged back onto the highway, disappearing into the afternoon traffic.
Several minutes later, Nicolas' jeep rolled through the iron gates of the Villarreal Estate.
The sprawling mansion stood as imposing as ever, surrounded by carefully landscaped gardens and an army of security personnel.
