"M—Mom, are you okay?" Carl asked Zari again, making Angelo and Hera turn towards them. Did he just call Zari his mother? They had heard him call her that once, but no one ever dared to ask because he had said it all out of spite, but today, his tone was different.
Today, he addressed his mother with a concerned voice and what seemed like love. Was the great Carlos Medina finally warming up to his mother, and that too in a way? Was the world coming to an end, or was this the karma they were all talking about?
Everyone knew that Carl didn't easily forgive, and the fact that his mother was a murder and the royal house of Alexei had killed his three siblings, which got him conflicted.
He was stuck between staying angry at the women who engineered multiple murders and the mother who wanted justice for her children. Dead or alive, they had all realized that the woman would eventually come to seek justice. Zari would make things right in her own way, but at what cost?
