By evening, I arrived at the lakeside estate Luca had just bought.It was an old Valenti property the family had recently taken back, built right against the water. Two rows of security guards in black stood outside the iron gates, and the family crest at the entrance had been polished until it gleamed.The front lawn was covered with white roses and champagne-colored balloons. A gold floral arch stood at the entrance with the words “Welcome Home, Mother” written across it.Beneath the arch, almost everyone had arrived: Valenti relatives, people from the family office, and several of Luca’s closest men who had followed him for years.Their expressions shifted when I walked in. Some called me Donna, while others only glanced at me before lowering their voices and looking away.I made my way through the crowd and saw a body covered with a white sheet in the corner of the lawn.The moment I saw it, my body went rigid.Vivian stepped forward then, her eyes red and her voice carefully wound
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