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Ch. 92 - Need More

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-05-16 19:32:44

Lucy POV

"Morning, Nonna." I smiled at the crazy old lady.

"You made quite a spectacle last night."

She mumbled something else under her breath, but I didn't care to hear.

"Well, your little Mikie was an asshole. He deserved it." I shot back at her, pouring a cup of coffee.

"You need to learn how to handle your personal affairs behind closed doors. Luckily, Michael salvaged the mess you made." She continued kneading her bread and my jaw dropped.

My mess!

"My boys will be here tomorrow for lunch, and you'd better hope they don't get the upper hand." She gave me a cold glare.

Sweet old lady my ass!

"Your boys are tyrants and should be shot. That's one death I would applaud Michael for." I narrowed my eyes at her. Her grandsons were despicable men. Not even men, true monsters, vile and downright disgusting.

"That was always the plan, child. Taking down three grown men while remaining on top isn't an easy task, even for someone as smart as my Michael." She tsk'd me, then went back to
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