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Chapter 7

Author: Baked Strawberry Bun
On the day of the senior members' meeting, Vincenzo and Sofia stood on the platform, assuring them that they would resolve the family's crisis and stabilize the arm business as quickly as possible.

Vincenzo spoke at length about his plans, while Sofia stood beside him, occasionally offering a fragile smile in an attempt to win sympathy.

Just then, the conference room door was violently kicked open.

I walked in wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses, followed by my Underboss, Camilla Al
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