Anger was an exceptional motivator. I looked at the calendar and saw fourteen days marked with red crosses since the last time any of the alpha brothers talked to me and immediately chucked my phone away. They didn't want to speak to me? Fine. Then, I'd speak to everyone else except them. It was a petty thought, but I found it helpful to overcome my speech issue. It also helped that I didn't have to attend the events I prepared. I could just send a proxy to replace me, and I only worked with a small contingent of people.
However, there seemed to be a mistake with who my colleagues would be today. I stood in the middle of the venue, looking at a tall man with burnished blonde hair and brown eyes. And he was staring back at me as well.
"Who are you?" I asked him. "You're not Vincenzo."
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