In a matter of seconds, the lobby of the high-end restaurant suddenly came alive with a small crowd. Several people dressed in formal attire appeared, and one individual, clad in an expensive coat, walked in accompanied by two well-dressed men. All eyes seemed to be drawn to this person, their presence demanding attention.

My heart sank as I looked at the group who had just entered. 

Fear and trepidation coursed through me, and I couldn't help but swallow hard. 

"Oh no," I thought to myself. "Could they be the enemies of the Ortiz family?" 

My heart pounded in my chest as I instinctively took a step back, fear flooding my...