"Rafael, there's no need. I already have a plan to handle Alexi. If you intervene now, it might just earn your sister's resentment and strain your sibling bond. Your parents could be forced to take sides, escalating into internal family conflict. Do you really want that?" Hera spoke gently yet with unwavering determination, hoping to dissuade Rafael from getting involved in the messy situation.
Rafael clenched his fists, his brows furrowing deeply enough to squeeze a fly. Hera's words struck a nerve—she had a point. Given Minerva's temper and past actions, she would likely oppose him and could even turn their parents against him if he confronted Alexi.
And worse yet, he might be accused of being swayed by his feelings for a woman, going against his own family and blood just to fulfill her revenge. This could paint Hera as the villain, a scenario not entirely implausible given Minerva's tendency to distort the truth to suit her own agenda—a thought that gnawed at Rafael.
