Chapter 18

Giovanni

"That was a lovely speech. Direct and honest," I told her as we walked down the stairs together. I had already heard many people here ask about buying some of the pieces here and couldn't be prouder.

"What did my stubborn son tell you to put such a look on your face earlier?" I asked breaching the subject I'd been most curious about a few minutes ago. When I'd walked up to let her know it was time for her speech I could see the flush on anger and the tightness in her face and frame as well as the uncertain look on Valentine's face, telling me he once again stuck his foot in it.

She took a deep breath and absentmindedly rubbed Charlie's head as we walked through the room. She leaned in and whispered "He thinks Petra is a gold digger and doesn't understand how I could work with someone like that. I got mad at him for judging her soley based on her looks and threw that right back at him. I might have been a little mean, calling him a playboy and a fuckboy, but it really