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[Here she comes again. Can't she see I'm going through dirty balance sheets?]Saturday, 2:00 PM. I walked toward the study with a crystal glass of whiskey in my hand. Those floating words slammed into my eyes out of nowhere.Over time, this creepy mind-reading power stretched past three meters. The ruthless schemes of eight armed guards and two private doctors, even the guard's petty grudges outside—I saw them all clearly whenever they came close.Matteo sat behind a heavy oak desk. He was scanning bills from underground casinos and gun-running laundries.He raised his head. His face wore his usual gentle, caring smile. "Thanks for bringing me a drink, Sienna. You shouldn't have."Then the glowing letters bounced above his head without mercy:[She sure knows how to pick her timing. Zero common sense. Your husband is the Don, not some stray dog with nothing better to do!]I squeezed the cold glass. My knuckles turned white."Get back to work then."I set the glass down gently on the cor

For five straight days, I didn't get up early to make breakfast. I stopped clinging to Matteo before bed to ask about Mafia gang wars. I stopped playing host at family dinners.Matteo just enjoyed the peace and quiet. Zero suspicion. He figured I was playing the "give him space" game again like before. He didn't care.Life suddenly turned peaceful. I used to flutter around like a desperate butterfly to please everyone. Looking back, I was pathetically stupid.On the sixth night, the heavy gates opened.Old Mrs. Alessandra arrived with Nicole. The second she stepped inside, she demanded a traditional Sicilian family dinner made by my hands.I leaned back on the couch. I didn't even lift an eyelid. My voice was dead cold. "The kitchen is missing ingredients. Order from a hotel."Alessandra flew into a rage instantly. "What kind of attitude is that?! You can't even cook a meal?! Where are your manners?!"Alessandra held her head high. The glowing words above her head throbbed with malice,

"Keep stalling Nicole's request for the 'Corvus' money laundering guarantee. Indefinitely."I sat in my secure Brooklyn studio, Bluetooth earpiece in, giving cold orders.Chloe gasped over the phone. "Got it! Let those mob old-timers sweat! Also, the elite black-market financial summit sent us an exclusive deal. Your cut is insane if you run the hedge.""Take it," I said, cold and firm.I stayed in my Brooklyn underground studio for two whole weeks.No Alessandra picking fights. No Matteo's fake-nice gentleness. The freedom was intoxicating.Half a month later, late at night, I went back to the manor to grab some files.The living room lights were blaring.Matteo was actually sitting on the couch, waiting for me.Hearing my footsteps, he snapped his head up. Above his head, a line of confused thoughts popped up:[What the hell is she doing lately? She doesn't come home, and she used to cling to me at this hour. Did I give her too much slack?][Whatever. She ran away for so long, but sh

"The door code was changed?"Three days before the summit, I walked up to the manor gates only to be stopped by the security system's red error tone.The old butler ran out in a panic to open the gate, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. "Mrs. D'Angelo! You're finally back! The system was reset during routine maintenance last week... You weren't here, so..."I ignored his excuse and pushed past him into the living room.The coffee table that used to be stacked with my files was cleared spotlessly. A heavy rose perfume hung in the air. In the master bedroom, my old books and clothes were completely gone. The sheets were pulled tight like a standard hotel room.I raised an eyebrow. They weren't even trying to hide it anymore?In Matteo's eyes, I was just a trophy wife who could be erased at any moment.I walked straight to the study to grab the rest of my official seals.The heavy study door was left cracked open.The encrypted computer on the desk was still glowing. Matteo wasn't in

"Sienna! Stop right there!"After I walked out, Matteo chased after me like crazy.His grip locked around my wrist like steel, his eyes bloodshot, his voice trembling violently. "Why did you hide it from me?! Four years... You are Corvus! Why did you watch me look for you on the dark web like an idiot?!"I yanked my hand free, my eyes dead calm. "Hide it?""Four years ago, I wanted to handle financial hedging. You told me D'Angelo women only need to arrange flowers at home.""Three years ago, I wanted to go to Wharton. You said maybe later, then turned around and took Nicole to Milan.""Two years ago, I was sketching system architectures in the study. Your mother called me a terrible wife. Did you open my financial drafts at the bottom of the closet even once?"Every question hit him like a slap across the face.Matteo froze in place, face white as paper. A line of chaotic, agonizing thoughts exploded above his head:[I never opened them... I thought she was just killing time... What t