“What are you doing here, Lauren?” Francesco demanded as Lauren barged into his office room. She didn’t hesitate. She stormed in as if she owned the room.“I warned you,” she said, her voice trembling with fury. “I warned you this would happen.”Francesco’s jaw tightened. “Lower your voice.”“No.” She stepped closer, eyes blazing. “Your son is slipping away, Francesco. Your mafia is burning from the inside. And you are standing here pretending you still have control.”His expression darkened.“He accused me,” she continued, her voice breaking into something sharper. “He looked at me and said I killed his wife. His baby. Do you know what that means? He doubts me.” She snapped. Francesco exhaled heavily, memories of Klaus’s cold stare and his wards from last night flashing through his mind. “He’s confused,” Francesco muttered. “Sila’s resemblance is disturbing him. But he won’t choose some woman over his mafia. Over power.”Lauren let out a bitter laugh. “You still think this is about
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