Chapter 81

• The ride to the office was filled with thoughts of my conversations with my parents. What were they really expecting me to do? Suddenly decide that I wasn't going to marry Francesca anymore? That would spell war between the Ferraris and Russos. That would be such a reckless thing to do.
• The moment I stepped into the office, I grinned when Alexander started clapping his hands.
• "What's that for?" I chuckled, walking to my desk and taking my seat in front of him.