Back at the mansion, Victoria hugged herself. Her legs trembled so much she could barely keep up with the employee's agile pace.

"Madam, quickly, the bodyguards change shifts at any moment."

Victoria nodded, though she barely registered the words. Her mind couldn't detach from the images of Salvatore shooting Paulina without hesitation. The sound of the shots, his coldness, his empty gaze... everything repeated itself over and over in her head. Axel's words also came back strongly:

"That video is fake, Axel. You're lying to me! That can't be Salvatore!" she retorted, clinging to denial.

But he played the video again, relentlessly.

"Watch it as many times as you need,...