Chapter 186 The Bitter Taste

• Fabrizio stood still for a moment, his expression impassive, his gaze sliding over Enzo as if assessing only a minor obstacle.
• Antonella, beside him, maintained her polite smile but discreetly squeezed Fabrizio's hand, feeling the tension in the air intensify.
• “It will have to be another time,” Fabrizio replied curtly, already taking a step forward, clearly willing to end the conversation before it even began.