Vicenta covered her face with her palms and turned around. She was doomed. How could she have ratted her out without thinking? How could she have started a fight with her, knowing she would always strike back and win? Besides, she was Sergio's mother and was as ruthless as her son.

"Looks like he will do more than collaring you like a dog"

"Fine, what do you want?" She asked at once and spun around. "What do you want me to do?"

Munika smiled. "I already told you, Vicenta. Get. Out. Of. Here"

"But..." She lowered her hands to her stomach. "What about him? I finally did what you asked...