Who knows these days?
Although gathering men here indiscriminately and asking them to have a look strikes me as a desperate move.
What could possibly unsettle Giorgio to such a degree that he summoned all these people here?
I don’t understand.
I’ve never seen him so eager to redraw the map of power since he invited Callum O’Hara into our lives.It must have to do with how things stand in New York.
I wish I had paid more attention to their conversations when I was little, and they thought I was stupid and talked about important matters in my presence.I wish I had learned more about their business practices.
Except Sylvia, no woman in our family has been interested in our family affairs, and now I'm wondering where I should find more information on this.
One of the men next to Giorgio, a stocky guy with a short, thick neck and broad shoulders, glances at me.
I feel like the dessert on the table, and the more I think about why I’m here, the more I lose my mind.
Please, Lord. Make this be over soon.
I have probably had like ten small bites when I drag my stare down to calm my rattled heart.
If I get out of this strange situation, I swear I’ll be the best woman that I can be.
I’ll do my best to make Nona proud of me and dedicate my life to doing good things.
Sunk in thought while in the middle of negotiating to save my soul, I barely check the door anymore.
A server squeezes past me, bringing me back to reality and making me lift my gaze as a chair scrapes back against the wooden floor.
Little do I know what a surprise awaits me.
Tucking his tie close to his abdomen, Callum O’Hara slides into a seat across from Sylvia and me, not far from the patriarch.
The blood drains from my body as I try to make sense of all this. Breathlessly, I move my eyes to the other end of the table, where he would normally sit.
What a big surprise this is.
He doesn’t look at me as I dance away with a bunch of suppositions.
He finally came.
And he’s here alone.
Where is that woman?
Vittoria something.
Is she waiting for him outside?
Why didn’t he bring her in?
Well, he probably couldn’t allow her to witness all this without tying her to him forever and making her swear allegiance to him.
But that’s good, isn’t it?
So, is he here for me?
I doubt it, but a woman can hope.
