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Capitolo XI
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By six in the evening the following day, I was already up in the air, the plane halfway through its journey. I was still fuming with anger at how Mari had ruined everything with one statement release. Now, all I wanted was to see her and put her in her place.
Thankfully, everything was settled back in Italy. The scandal of how I attacked that journalist has died off thanks to my lawyers and publicist. But that didn't stop me from telling Harriet that she needed to get extra security. I knew that she wouldn't do it which was why I told Jack to stay back in Italy and keep tabs on her. Discreetly.
When the plane landed, the rental car was waiting. So I didn't waste any time to go see Mari and give her a taste of her own medicine.
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