Back at Victor's mansion, Stella stood silently by the window, gently rocking baby Sophie in her arms. The little girl whimpered restlessly, sensing her mother's absence. Outside, the sky was a dull gray, matching the mood inside the house. Stella swallowed hard and closed her eyes for a brief moment, whispering a quiet prayer. "Please let everything go well," she murmured.
Meanwhile, the police convoy escorting Elena cruised through the city, with a swarm of media vans tailing closely behind. The live broadcast hadn't stopped since her arrest. Reporters, crammed in moving vans, shouted into their microphones, narrating every moment as the world watched.
Inside the police vehicle, Elena sat with calm determination. She turned slightly to the officer beside her.
"I need to speak to the press," she said. "There are things I have to disclose that will clear my name and explain everything about my arrest. I need you to take me to a certain location."
