But Carlos held firm, his grip unyielding.
Cristina continued to plead through her tears.
âCarlos, how can you be so heartless? Sheâs being mistreated, and instead of helping, you attack her because Caleb told you to?â
With his hand stuck and now pulled by Cristina, Carlos winced in pain but maintained his hold.
Trying to calm Cristina, Carlos said, breathing heavily, âAunt, please stay out of this.
You donât know the extent of the foolish things Neal and Alexandria have done.
Itâs only right they face the consequences.
If you interfere, youâll only get dragged down too.
â
Cristina ignored him, her gaze fixed on Alexandriaâs reddening face.
Panic and fear overtaking her, she shouted, âCarlos, how can you be so ungrateful? After everything Iâve done for you, is this how you repay me?â
The expression on Carlosâ face grew grim as he sighed, his tone icy.
âThatâs different.
I acknowledge your past help and I intend to repay it, but not at this moment.
You canât stop me now.
â
Cristina, frantic and undeterred, struggled to pull his hand from Alexandriaâs throat.
Despite her efforts, she couldnât budge his arm.
On the brink of despair, Cristina pleaded through her tears.
âCarlos⦠Alexandria is my only daughter, my sole reason to live.
Please, let her go.
If she dies by your hand, Iâll take my own life right here, and youâll have to live with that guilt forever!â
Carlos paused, then glanced over at Caleb, seeking some form of guidance.
Caleb, observing Alexandriaâs pale and desperate state, signaled to Carlos to ease his grip.
Understanding Calebâs gesture, Carlos slightly loosened his hold, allowing Alexandria just enough air to breathe shallowly.
As Alexandria gasped for air, her fiery anger was momentarily overshadowed by her urgent need to survive.
Calebâs POV:
Seeing Alexandria momentarily subdued, I seized the chance to negotiate.
âAlexandria, contact Cory and have him return Dylan.
Otherwise, you wonât make it through the day.
â
I was confident Alexandria understood the gravity of her situation.
However, just as I finished, Cristina began to plead desperately, her head shaking vehemently.
âNo Please, let Alexandria go⦠She made a mistake, but her intentions were good.
Please let her live.
.
â Tears streamed down Cristinaâs face, muddling her words.
I met their pleas with a cold gaze and stated firmly, âMy position is clear.
â
Cristina, grasping the severity of the moment, urgently said to Alexandria, âJust give up.
Let it goâ¦â
Alexandria remained silent, her expression empty and unyielding.
Cristina, growing increasingly agitated, continued, âLetâs end this madness, okay? Money and power are illusions.
If you lose your life, nothing else matters.
â