Chapter 25

“I can’t believe you managed to do business with Irma to harm me,” Giovana’s voice almost faltered. Her gaze was lost as she began to pace around the kitchen with her hands on her head, as if trying to gather and rearrange her thoughts.

“I didn’t do any business with Irma,” Antony continued to eat nonchalantly. He seemed completely indifferent, looking at Giovana’s distress.

“How come? You just said you did.”

“I refused, Giovana,” his voice raised. “I told her I wouldn’t help her put you in jail.”

“Are you trying to convince me that she told you where I lived for nothing in return?”

Antony put the plate aside, focusing on her. He hadn’t come there to argue with his ex-wife. He got up, ready to leave, and put an end to the discussion.

“That’s exactly what happened,” he said, sitting on the sofa and putting on his shoes. “I didn’t make any deals with your mother. Do you really think I’d do all that?”

Antony referred to what was happening at Giovana’s house. As he was still putting on hi