His eyes shifted toward Santiago, who remained seated at the conference table with the same composed expression he had worn since the confrontation began.
Then Marcos scoffed.
"Look at Daniella."
Several people instinctively turned toward Santiago as Marcos continued.
"She only married into this family a short while ago."
"She walks into an academy, slaps a teacher in front of everyone, fires a gun, turns an entire school upside down, and somehow nobody dares question her."
His gaze slowly returned to Felicia.
"But you..."
He looked at her with open disappointment.
"You've been part of this family for years."
"You can't even protect your own brother."
"What use are you?"
Every word struck Felicia harder than the last.
Tears rolled freely down her cheeks.
She could no longer distinguish whether they came from guilt, humiliation, or heartbreak.
"I'm sorry..."
The apology escaped almost instinctively.
It wasn't even clear who she was apologizing to anymore.
