Lorenzo adjusted his tie, his face sliding into its usual stoic mask as he strode out to meet Maria Caruso—Diego’s widow.“Finally, the traitor shows his face,” Maria spat the moment she saw him.“Traitor?” Lorenzo scoffed. “Your husband was the traitor, and you know it.”Maria’s eyes narrowed, fury flashing. “Do you have proof? Actual proof that Diego betrayed you? Show me. Right here, right now.”“We were attacked by your men yesterday. Who gave the order? And why?”“Our men didn’t attack you, Lorenzo,” Maria snapped. “You’ve been played. A trap was set—and you lunged into it like a fool. Now, you’ve bitten off more than you can chew.”She stepped closer, her voice lowering but hardening. “You mistook a friend for an enemy… and welcomed a real enemy into your circle. Why didn’t you speak to Diego yourself? Why resort to this?”She snapped her fingers.Two of her men entered, dragging something behind them. When they dropped it at Lorenzo’s feet, Isabella gasped.It was Diego’s decap
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