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Chapter 130

Author: Erik Ali
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As the evening shadows lengthened and the warm glow of the dining room lights filled the space, the family gathered around the table for dinner. Vincenzo sat at the head of the table, his presence commanding and authoritative. Annizah, elegant in a deep blue dress, served the food with a practiced grace. Fione, bright-eyed and full of energy, chatted animatedly about her day at school.

Vincenzo watched his daughter with a mixture of pride and concern. The events of the past weeks had made him more protective than ever. As he sipped his wine, his thoughts were interrupted by Annizah’s voice.

“I’ve been thinking,” Annizah began, her tone casual but with a hint of anticipation. “We should invite Isabelle and her family over for dinner. Especially their son, Marco. He and Fione have become such good friends since the banquet.”

Vincenzo’s expression darkened slightly at the mention of Marco. He had never been fond of Randi, Isabelle’s husband, and the idea of having him in their home was f
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