Chapter 60

Dante's lips curled into a smirk as he turned away from the funeral, leaving the mourners and his family's anger behind. He strode confidently towards his car, where Ricco waited patiently in the driver's seat.
As Dante slid into the passenger seat, a sly grin spread across his face. "We need to throw a party," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "A celebration of my brother's demise. And we'll make it a double occasion—we'll announce my upcoming wedding as well."
Ricco's expression remained neutral, but he nodded his head in understanding. "As you wish, boss," he replied, his eyes fixed on the road as he started the engine.