His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 79

He shook his head. "No, it's about your father's company. It's worse than we thought. Stefan's business is in serious debt, and it's not just a small setback. We're talking about a financial collapse."

For a moment, I couldn't speak. The words hung in the air between us, heavy and impossible to ignore. My father's business had always been strong, or at least that's what I had believed. The idea that it could be on the verge of collapse was something I hadn't even considered.

"What are we going to do?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Carlos sighed, running a hand through his hair. "We'll figure it out. But you need to be prepared, Doris. Stefan's company is under great financial debt."

A few years ago, Stefan's company was in serious trouble. The whispers about his failing business spread through our circles, and it was hard to ignore. He had made some terrible decisions

and now he was borrowing money from anyone who would lend it to him, trying to keep his company afloat. Each loan was a temporary fix, but it only delayed the inevitable collapse.

persuasive speeches. He had a knack for making people believe in his vision, painting a picture of success that was hard to resist. However,

bills.

now hanging by a thread, with financial problems mounting and deadlines

Stefan's ability to attract attention and investments was no longer enough

Chapter 79

out a large sum of money for Stefan, thinking it would alleviate his problems. I knew he thought he was

this mess. I had hoped it would help Stefan, but I also feared it would draw

really going on. Their investigations unveiled layers of deceit that left me reeling. The detectives discovered something shocking: Stefan had used Nathan's money to bail Sienna out of jail. It became clear that he was

saw it for what it truly was-a transactional arrangement where Stefan was willing to sacrifice Sienna's integrity

hadn't agreed to marry Sienna yet, which only added to the confusion. It was a tangled web of relationships, and I

file, searching for answers. The papers were filled with evidence, and as I turned the last few pages, a photograph caught my eye, sending

and my heart dropped. The realization crashed over