Three months later, I formally became the heir to the Russo family. The ceremony was held in the council chamber. My father placed a ring engraved with the Russo crest before me. "Once you wear this, every decision you make represents more than yourself." I put the ring on my right hand. "I understand."Over the past months, I had restructured the family's port routes, uncovered an internal auditor who had been falsifying loss records for years, and completed the first phase of our partnership with the Vitale family.No one looked at me anymore as the daughter who had fled after a failed marriage. They called me Miss Russo, not because I had taken back my maiden name, but because I had earned the right to sit where I sat.That evening, my parents threw a celebration. Lorenzo arrived with a bottle of wine.During the dinner, Alessia approached me with an envelope. It was the final divorce decree. Behind it lay a letter with only my name on the envelope, no Moretti seal.I asked about N
Read more
LOGIN
