THE RETURN OF THE INVINCIBLE SON INLAW

Chapter 112

Diego sat inside what he had named his makeshift office, leaning back in a wooden chair, his boots resting on the edge of a nearby table. The air was thick with the smell of cigar smoke, a faint haze hanging in the air. His eyes were sharp, dark, and calculating as he stared into the shadows, deep in thought. Across from him sat Mateo, one of his most trusted aides, who seemed more nervous than usual. He had seen Diego in many moods, but tonight there was something different, something darker.

"You know," Diego said, his voice low and contemplative, "I’ve been watching Emilia closely."

Mateo’s brow furrowed, unsure of where this conversation was going. "Emilia, boss?" he asked carefully. "What about her?"

Diego’s gaze remained distant, as though he were seeing something beyond the room. He stroked his beard, his fingers brushing through the coarse hair slowly. "She’s been going down to the dungeon to feed Andrew."

Mateo’s eyes widened in shock. "What? Emilia? Feeding the captive? Why