Maximilian's point of view

Mia's words were threshing in my head, her innocence was much greater than the evil that could emerge from my heart and her own mother's heart, although it was obvious that Samantha didn't care, the very damn one hadn't communicated again to ask about her daughter, or even to negotiate for her own mother.

"Sir, and then? What are we going to do? " Geronimo rebuked me as I left Mia's room.

"Do what you have to do, in two days I want my father back.”

"And what are we going to do with Mia and Grandma?" Geronimo folded his arms.

"When they confirm that Samantha...