But Cristiano’s attention snapped toward the commotion echoing from downstairs. A shrill cry. Raised voices. Chaos.He frowned and descended the steps, his expression darkening when he reached the hall.Lillian was there—collapsed on the couch, trembling, crying uncontrollably. Vittorio sat beside her, trying to calm her, while Soraya hovered stiffly in the corner, her face pale.“Calm down, Lily,” Vittorio said in a low, exhausted tone. “Gino is stable. I’ve brought in the best doctors from around the world. He’ll recover. He’ll be perfectly fine soon.”But Lillian jerked her head up, eyes burning with tears and fury.“I want justice for Gino,” she cried. “What was his fault, huh? That he’s your son?” Her voice cracked before rising again—sharper, harsher. “Or was it his fault that your asshole son couldn’t stand the fact that you loved Gino—and us—more than that trash you call your family?”Her gaze sliced toward Soraya, filled with rage and disgust. The insult was aimed like a
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