Chapter 237
- Luca cleared his throat, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Dad, I thought we said no guns.” He let out nervous laughter.
- “For them, not for me.” By the sound of Berto’s voice, I could tell that this would probably not end well.
- “Christian, you’re right—this place is usually heavily protected, but since dad wished to have a…peaceful dinner—everyone left,” Luca told him. “For now.”