Online, the headlines told a different story:
“Sebastián Luján divorces unemployed wife.”
“The fall of Mrs. Luján.”
No one knew the truth—that she had built half his success behind the scenes.
To the world, she was just “the ex.”
Money ran out quickly. She survived on instant meals, washed clothes by hand, and borrowed phones just to call her son’s school—only to be told Sebastián didn’t want contact “until things stabilized.”
One stormy night, her phone rang.
Unknown number.
She ignored it.
It rang again.
“Miss Mariana Rivas?” a refined voice asked.
She froze.
“My name is Laurent Keller, calling from Zurich. We’ve been trying to reach you.”
She almost laughed.
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