No Turning Back
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
Three months of preparation, over a dozen partners, hundreds of millions of dollars invested.
All gone.
Ruined by his adopted sister, who he claimed "wanted to learn about the family business."
"Get the car," I said, standing up. "To the main house."
The conference room was filled with core family members.
Dante sat at the head of the table. When he saw me walk in, a flash of panic crossed his face.
"Elena, I was just about to call you…"