At that moment Valentina's eyes darkened, her once calm expression turning ice-cold. She turned to face Victoria fully, her gaze dripping with disgust and contempt.
Her voice, when she spoke, was quiet, yet it carried an undeniable weight of warning.
"This is your last warning, Victoria."
Immediately Victoria's smirk faltered slightly, but Valentina didn't stop.
"The next time you see me, I suggest you mind your business." Her words were slow, deliberate. "And the next time you dare tarnish my mother's name, I won't just stand here and listen."
At that moment her jaw clenched, her stare piercing through Victoria's confidence like a blade.
"I am not going to watch you spew this nonsense about my mother ever again. But because today is her remembrance day, I am willing to let this go. Only today."
Her fists tightened by her sides, but her face remained eerily composed.
"My mother would never want her day to be tainted by trash."
Hearing what Valentina just said.
