“The marriage between the Giambelli-Valentino would be most beneficial to be kept at its original date,” The patriarch sighed, his spectacles low on his nose as he rubbed the muck from his eye.
Donovan sitting opposite him on the office chair only nodded wordlessly in acknowledgement. At least she didn’t have to be forced into something she didn’t want to do, he thought, while trying to ignore the smidge of disappointment he felt at the news.
“Oh this is a mess, Donny..” The patriarch sighed tiredly, the age lines etched on his face deepening.
“The family’s seen and lived through even worse, we’ll get through this. Whoever did this, would regret the day he dared to touch one of us.” He reassured him, though his own motives for finding the perp was for his own revenge not for the sake o
