Chapter 75 No Scripted

• Vincenzo rose, adjusting his suit jacket with the commanding presence that defined him, his eyes noting Fabrizio’s more restrained imitation, as if the gesture were a subtle test of strength between them.
• “I have other matters to attend to. Make sure everything stays under control,” Vincenzo declared, his voice thick with authority that left no room for questions.
• Without waiting for a response, he strode out of the room, his presence as commanding as his words.