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Chapter 22

"Is it true?" he asked, now looking at the woman in his arms. his hold under her legs tightening.

"No" she whispered back, looking through him, "Venetia pushed me in the pool." her teeth chattered as she dared to look back at the older woman, "Your mother told her to"

Silence settled heavily outdoors, it was of seconds but more vivid than the dropping temperature. Everyone's gaze glued to Don as he looked up to Venetia, skipping the frame of his mother that stood in between. If Venetia could be killed with a glance, she was dead thousand times, his jaw tightened, his gaze hard.

Mrs. Maria Frantino's brows furrowed at his reaction, "le stai credendo seriamente?"

(Are you seriously believing her?)

His eyes never wavered from Venetia. As much as his wrath was inescapable, he realised how shackled he was by the circumstance.

"Right!" the old woman's accent shuddered in air, scoffing, "Trust her. She's right. Me? Your own mother, is lying to you, right!"

"Jump" no one mistaken the grind
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