Revenge of the Reprimanded Son-in-law

Chapter one hundred and eighteen

Gonzalez went home that night, still feeling the adrenaline rush of the day's events. As he opened the door to his house, he heard a noise coming from the living room. He drew his gun and slowly made his way toward the source of the sound.

"Natasha?" he called out, recognizing his wife's voice.

"Gonzalez, it's me," Natasha said, her voice shaky. "You scared me."

Gonzalez lowered his gun and walked into the living room. Natasha was sitting on the couch, her eyes red and puffy.

"What happened?" Gonzalez asked, sitting down beside her.

Natasha took a deep breath. "I got a call today," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "From the man who's been blackmailing you."

Gonzalez felt a cold knot form in his stomach. "What did he say?" he asked.

"He told me everything," Natasha said, tears streaming down her face. "He told me about the affair. He told me about the bribes. He told me everything."

Gonzalez felt his heart sink. He had been so focused on taking down the drug traffickers that