Chapter 133 Fair Or Unfair

• The whole mansion was eerily silent, but a storm was brewing inside Maria’s heart. She got up abruptly from her bed and strode directly toward Vittoria’s room. Standing before the door, she hesitated for a moment, then knocked and waited. A few seconds later, she heard the soft click of the door unlocking, and Vittoria appeared, pulling the door open.
• Vittoria glared at Maria with swollen, red eyes. Maria said nothing, simply walking past her and entering the room. Vittoria closed the door behind her, watching as Maria approached the bed where Lorenzo was sleeping. Maria’s heart ached as she gazed at her grandson’s innocent face—a replica of her late son. Her eyes welled up with tears. She had never expected this. It wasn’t part of her plan. She had committed countless sins to give her son the best life possible, and now, look at what had happened. She had to kill him?! for one fucking stupid mistake.
• "Why, Mom?!" Vittoria's voice cracked as she demanded in an accusing tone. "Why did you kill your own son over that fucking bastard Alessandro Valentino?"