Chapter 68 The Wedding Day

• Matriarch Alessandra's POV
• Finally, it was the day of reckoning, the day the world would hear a crawl louder than the Catholic bell, and the day it was going to rain fire on the surface of the earth.
• I rose from bed like the witch of Samaritan, who was going to make everyone who made her ordinary life miserable pay for their sins. I walked into the bath, slid into the bathtub, and sipped my drink from a wine cup, even while soaking like the cool and confident rich woman that I was.