She turned to Vanessa. “The ring you’re wearing is fake. I replaced it when it went missing. The real diamond is in my vault.”
She played footage—Vanessa sneaking into her bedroom, posing with jewelry. Another clip followed—Vanessa and Eleanor plotting.
“Once she signs, the baby won’t remember her,” Eleanor’s recorded voice said.
Daniel stammered, “You recorded us?”
“I protected myself,” Isabella replied coldly.
She slid another document forward. “Prenup. Infidelity clause. You get nothing.”
Then she faced his parents. “I’ll buy your company for fifty million. Decline, and you’re bankrupt within ninety days.”
Eleanor’s voice cracked. “Please… we’re family.”
“My name is Ms. Moreno,” Isabella said. “And no.”
Her own security entered. “Remove them.”
Eleanor lunged toward the baby. Guards blocked her instantly.
“Touch my son,” Isabella warned, “and you’ll be arrested. By morning, every board you sit on will see those recordings.”
She turned to Vanessa. “Your modeling agency? I own forty percent. You’re terminated.”
Daniel was last. “Your trust fund is tied to a loan from my company. I’m calling it. And full custody of Mateo is mine.”
The door closed behind them.