Chapter 144
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At Lace hissed, he is low and dangerous, trembling with hardly contained rage. “Let me make something very clear. I might kas sad fings–stupid things when I was heartbroken, angry, and drowning in my own mess after Amber left. But never–never–have 1 so mch as hunted, men in my darkest moment, that Nico was a mistake”
He stopped disser to his uncle, his voice rising now, each word cutting through the room like a blade. “Neither his conception nor his birth was a mistake. Do you hear me? Nico is my out. My pride. My joy. And I will not–will not–stand here and listen to anyone, not you, not Mother, not anyone, itsituate otherwise
Lace’s chest herved as he glaced at the room, his anger spilling over like a dam had burst. His voice, now founderous, echoed through the space. The had mough Enough of the side comments. Enough of the meddling. Enough of you all treating my son as though he’s some burden to shuffle around His finger jabbed toward the door, his command sharp and final. “Get out. All of you. *Now.**
The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the sound of Luca’s labored breathing
Celia’s mouth twitched, poised to spit out yet another cutting remark, but Luca cut her off before the venom could spill. His voice was sharp, kis words dipped with cold precision.
I don’t want to beur watter word be thundered, his glare silencing even the faintest hint of protest. “Nico is my son, and he will stay with me and his mother. And don’t think for one second I’ve forgotten the disgraceful spectacle all of you made at his birth–questioning his parentage, planting doubts in my mind about whether he was even mine. He pointed a trembling finger at his mother, his voice now trembling with both anger and regret. “I should have seen it for what it was then. The toxicity, the manipulation. I should’ve taken Amber and Nico far away from all of you the moment I realized it. Maybe then I wouldn’t have lost my marriage.*
Chella gesped as though her son had struck her, her hand clutching her chest in dramatic disbelief. **Luca!** his sister admonished, her voice sharp but faltering as she glanced nervously between them.
But Chutia’s outrage couldn’t be contained. She surged forward, her face a mask of fury, her voice raised in a shrill cry. “This?” This is what I’ve been afraid of all along the exclaimed, her tone dripping with self–righteous indignation. “It takes that witch no time–no time at all*! She’s been here for what? Three weeks? “Three weeks! And already, you’ve broken off your engagement with Carlotta, and now you’re standing here talking to me to your family–like we’re your enemies!”
Luxa’s law tightened as his mother marched closer, her face a mirror of his anger. Her sharp eyes bored into his, undeterred by his rage, as she
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Chapter 144
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“Enough, Mother! Luca’s voice cracked like a whip, but Giulia wasn’t finished. She stepped closer, her words venomous, her tone scathing.
“How long had you been sleeping with her?” she sneered, her lip curling disgust. “That Cheap, conniving sluts who
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