I Took His Crime, He Took My Family Fortune
"The Rossi family doesn't need a Don. We just need a Donna."
As the only heiress of the Rossi family, this was the law that I had set when I received the Browning pistol—a pistol that resembles the ultimate authority in the Rossi family—from my Papa when he was on his deathbed.
But three years ago, the police relentlessly investigated the money laundering business that my fiance, Lorenzo Moretti, was in charge of.
If that business were to get exposed, the Rossi family's hundred-year-old legacy would be ruined.
In order to protect my family's legacy and to allow Lorenzo to continue legalizing my family's businesses, I decided to become the scapegoat for all the crimes.
On the rainy night of my arrest, I personally handed the pistol over to Lorenzo.
"Protect my family for me before my return."
This gave Lorenzo legitimate authority to run my family.
He used the pistol to purge my subordinates and take over the family business. He even broke my law by announcing to the public that he'd become the next Don soon.
An invitation with golden borders is soon leaked from the family's inner circle. Lorenzo's and another woman's names are printed on the cover.
During a visit, my private lawyer says mockingly, "If you don't get out of prison now, the Rossi family might take on another man's last name for real."
I just sneer in response. After that, I get bailed out of jail in advance and return home to celebrate Lorenzo's "funeral".
But no matter how many times I scan my iris at the biometric scanner in the estate, the result always comes out wrong.
A young woman, who's toying with the pistol, opens the door at that moment. The contempt and disdain in her eyes are plain to see.
"Where the hell did a crazy woman like you come from? You came to the wrong place. This is my private turf, you know."