She thought she was cleaning without witnesses. The millionaire was watching—and what he saw changed everything.

—Yes, ma’am.

—And you understand your position?

Julia lifted her chin.

—I understand that honest work has dignity.

A hush fell over the room.

Fernanda’s smile stiffened.

—Of course. But people must remember their place.

That was when Enrique spoke.

—Enough.

Every head turned.

—What exactly are you trying to prove, Fernanda?

She blinked, unprepared.

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—This… this isn’t appropriate.

—What’s inappropriate is humiliating someone to feel superior.

He stepped forward, his voice steady.

—Julia found a large amount of money in my bedroom. She returned every cent. She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t ask for praise. She didn’t expect anything.

The room froze.

—She showed more integrity than anyone I’ve known in years.

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