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Chapter 6

Author: Luna D
Then I called Valentina Serra and put her on speaker.

"Valentina, it's me."

On the other end, the sound of shuffling papers stopped.

"Adelia? I was just going over the authorization statement your side sent. What exactly is the relationship between Beatrice's new company and the holding company?"

Leonardo's eyes locked on my phone.

"That's exactly why I'm calling," I said. "We never authorized her to dispose of anything the 11 estates produce, and we never agreed to guarantee her new company."

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    Beatrice swiped it again."Beep. Access denied. Credentials deactivated."She looked down at the card, flipped it over, and wiped it off.Leonardo took it from her."Must've gotten demagnetized."He tried his own.The red light stayed on.I came out of the sitting room at the end of the hall and set a glass of freshly decanted red on the coffee table."You didn't forget your keys this time."Beatrice spun around.When she saw it was me, she frowned."How did you get here before us? Weren't you supposed to find your own way down the hill?""I called a car.""Then go home." Leonardo pressed the intercom button on the wall. "Get Sofia up here. The executive door system's down."He let go of the button and turned to me."There's an important meeting here shortly. If your 300 euros won't cover a cab, the front desk can give you a reimbursement form."I sat down and set my bag beside me. I took the envelope with the 300 euros out of my bag and laid it on the coffee table."Go ahead and fix i

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