Chapter 6

• In the hotel banquet hall.
• Vincent, dressed in a tailored suit, walked into the venue with Violet on his arm.
• "Mr. Damian!" The chairman of the chamber of commerce hurried over. "How is the recent restructuring of the Vance Group going?"
• Vincent forced confidence, hands in his pockets, chin up, and said, "Everything is going smoothly. We are adjusting our strategic direction, and I believe we will see results soon."
• He exchanged pleasantries with celebrities from all walks of life, which gradually restored his confidence.
• Whispering in his ear, Violet said, "Darling, you look really charming tonight. Everyone is admiring you."
• Vincent proudly raised his champagne glass.
• Just then, there was a commotion at the entrance.
• All eyes turned to the entrance of the hall.
• Vincent followed everyone's gaze, and when he saw that figure, the champagne glass in his hand almost slipped.
• Gianna, in an evening gown, slowly entered the banquet hall, followed by four bodyguards.
• "Oh my god, who is she?"
• "Those bodyguards look very professional."
• Gianna slowly surveyed the venue, and wherever her gaze landed, people made way for her.
• Vincent's shock quickly turned to disdain and anger, as if he had realized something.
• "Violet, did you see that?" he whispered in her ear, "That woman, Gianna. It seems she has found a new sugar daddy."
• Violet was indignant, "How did she get in here? She shouldn't have the qualifications for such a high-end occasion."
• "Let's go, let's meet this so-called socialite. Let her know that some people never belong in this circle."
• He held his glass, with a mocking smile, and strode towards me.
• "Gianna!" Vincent's voice deliberately raised, "I never thought you had the ability to sneak into a place like this."
• At that moment, Gianna was talking to a businessman.
• Her gaze swept over Vincent, as if looking at a stranger, then turned back to continue the conversation.
• The feeling of being completely ignored made Vincent furious.
• He walked closer, his voice sharper, "What, can't recognize an old friend? Or is it that now that you've climbed the social ladder, you've forgotten past favors?"
• The surrounding guests began to whisper.
• "What, which generous man have you found as your new backer this time?" Vincent's voice grew louder, wanting everyone present to hear clearly, shouting, "After all, from a widow to a mistress, it's also a kind of progress, right?"
• The whispers in the venue grew louder.
• Gianna didn't even bother to acknowledge him, treating him like he was an annoying fly.
• This blatant contempt almost made Vincent lose control. He took a step forward, wanting to grab Gianna's arm.
• "You bitch, I'm talking to you!"
• Just as his hand was about to touch Gianna, a strong hand grabbed his wrist.
• Nico's voice was low and dangerous, ringing above Vincent's head.
• "Sir, please mind your manners. This is not the place for you to act wild."
• Vincent tried to break free, but Nico's grip was like a vice.
• There was a brief silence in the room, everyone stopped talking and looked over.
• "What's going on?"
• The senator hurried over.
• But to everyone's shock, Senator Harrison directly bypassed Vincent.
• He walked straight to Gianna, respectfully extending his hand.
• His voice was full of sincere respect.
• "Miss Moretti! Thank you for gracing us with your presence. The seven-figure donation you made on behalf of the Moretti Family Foundation is the largest contribution we have received tonight!"
• This statement exploded in the room.
• "Miss Moretti?" Someone repeated the surname in disbelief.
• "Oh my god, she's from the Moretti family?"
• "The mafia family?"
• "A seven-figure donation? How much is that?"
• The room instantly erupted, with everyone's gaze shifting from admiration to astonishment.
• The smile on Vincent's face froze instantly, his mind going blank.
• "Miss Moretti?"
• His voice trembled as he repeated the title.
• Gianna finally turned around, looking him in the eyes, her gaze cold, her voice clear and calm:
• "Long time no see, Damian. You still can't behave yourself."
• This sentence completely shattered Vincent's last line of defense.
• Gianna completely ignored Vincent's presence, turning to continue the conversation, "Senator, thank you for the invitation."
• Harrison smiled broadly, respectfully saying, "Charity has always been a tradition of the Moretti family. It is we who should thank you and your family, your generosity is admirable."
• More important figures were drawn over, all wanting to meet this mysterious Miss Moretti.
• Gianna was surrounded by them like the center of attention, elegantly responding to each person's greetings.
• Meanwhile, Vincent was left on the sidelines like a clown.
• Violet grabbed Vincent's arm, urgently asking in a low voice, "Damian, what's going on? Who is she really?"
• But Vincent couldn't find the words to reply.
• He stood there like a statue, his eyes filled with shock, fear, and despair.
• He finally understood.
• The woman he thought he could trample on at will, the "nobody" he thought was insignificant.
• She turned out to be the jewel in the crown of the most powerful mafia family.
• In front of everyone's eyes, he was like a clown.
• On the stage he had carefully set up, reality slapped him hard in the face.
• "No, this can't be..." he muttered, his voice trembling badly.
• Gianna still stood there, surrounded by admirers, while he had been forgotten by everyone in the corner.
• He realized what a fatal mistake he had made.
• Not only did he lose a wife, but he also pushed away the key to the peak of power with his own hands.
• Of course, he didn't know that this was just the beginning.
• Next, he would lose even more.