Chapter 207 The Official Narrative

• Vincenzo kept his gaze fixed on her, his eyes marked by a provoking calm, while she sat down in front of him, consumed by indignation she could barely contain, unable to understand the purpose of that absurd performance.
• “What do you think is going to happen now, Seraphina?” Vincenzo asked, his voice far too serene for the chaos surrounding him. “At this very moment, all of Sicily is probably talking about my arrest. Every Don, every bastard who profits from innocent blood, is waiting to see how this ends.”
• He leaned forward slightly, irritation surfacing in every gesture, tense muscles betraying the effort to contain what he truly felt as he considered how everything seemed to spiral beyond his control, as if each choice only further complicated the surrounding landscape.