Then to Imelda. “Your businesses will be shut down by morning.”

Arturo collapsed to his knees. “Please—we’re family!”

“Family?” the Senator replied, pointing to Carla being treated by medics. “You laughed while my child and grandchild suffered. You lost that right.”

As Carla was escorted outside, she paused and looked back at Miguel, shaking and bloodied.

“You asked what my family could do,” she said quietly. “Now you know.”

The convoy disappeared into the night.

By morning, headlines announced the total collapse of the Montemayor dynasty—arrests, investigations, and prison sentences.

All because of one message.