It felt like the anger within me had reached a critical point, making me tremble unconsciously.
Giovanny leaned against the sofa leisurely and said, "You have our company's shares on your hands right now, Sara. Wouldn't it do you good to help? Why so stubborn?"
I took a deep breath and tried my best to control my tone. "You didn't have to bring Grandad into this. He's too old to handle all this. We can always talk about whatever it is is between us."
He frowned and refused to give in. "And what chip would I have in my hands once he's left? I'm giving you a week, Sara, to do your due, or my lips aren't going to be sealed anymore."
"You-"
I pointed at him, feeling too angry to speak.
He said again, "Don't worry about that. I'll make sure your Grandad's stay is comfortable. Just figure
