Chapter 210

Chapter 210

If there was one thing I hated more than family politics, it was family politics conducted over expensive lunch.

Because apparently, emotional manipulation Dated better with imported wine and linen tablecloths.

estaura Vittoria had chosen was exactly the kind of place she loved-too polished, too expensive, and full of people pretending not to look at each other while absolutely doing that.

I stood outsade with my mother for a moment before we went in.

Caterina adjusted her sunglasses and sighed like a woman preparing for war.

“If your aunt says one stupid thing today, I am leaving.”