Chapter 46

Almira closed the door of her condo with a sly smile. The señor seemed easily fooled, thinking he'd found Almira Madrigal. After snipping a lock of the child's hair, she retrieved the one she had taken from the Monte household. Returning to the señor, she maintained her grin.

"If we can prove this is my grandchild, we'll do what's right," the señor's words echoed in her mind.

Feigning concern, she asked, "What about Ericka?"

"I know how to handle her," the señor confidently replied.

Her smile widened, a masterpiece of deception.

"You will bring luck to my life," she praised the child, acknowledging the power of wealth and intimidation.

She knew that the one she tasked would do everything she instructed. She wouldn't be disappointed, unlike someone like Khaye Dominguez. If she were still alive, she might have spilled everything to the police.

She placed the child in the playpen and called the elderly housekeeper.

"Why, ma'am?" the housekeeper asked.

"Get ready. You're going home. The s