The entire room fell silent.I stood across from them, my presence filling the room. My cold gaze swept over everyone before settling on William's face.His lips trembled, and his face had gone deathly pale.Ella scrambled to pick up the contract, but her hands shook so badly she could barely hold it.My grandfather's underboss stepped up beside me, bowed his head slightly, and asked respectfully, "Princess, shall we begin?"I nodded and replied in Saturnian, "Let's begin."The instant he heard me speak, William's knees buckled. He finally realized that I had understood everything all along.Frank Marchese, the Don of the Gothamere mafia, stepped forward to greet me. "So you're the representative the Ilian mafia sent? Impressively young and capable. May I ask your name?"I shook his hand politely. "Sofia Alagona."Then I gave him an easy, familiar smile. "Don, William talks about you often at home."Confusion crossed Frank's face as he glanced at William. Everyone in the Goth
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