Chapter 5 - The Trap in the Estate
“Luca, you can't possibly take the word of a house maid over your own family!” Vincent sneered, taking a half-step back toward Daniel. “She probably got into a fight with one of the groundskeepers or caught her arm in the dumbwaiter!”
Daniel nodded hastily, clutching his leather folder to his chest. “Exactly, Mr. Moretti! She’s been acting strange for weeks. Honestly, we were going to recommend you replace her and her child—”
“I didn't ask for your recommendation, Daniel,” Luca cut him off, his dark eyes cutting through both men like surgical steel.
Mia slid out of the giant leather armchair, her pink sneakers tapping softly against the floor as she walked over to her mother. She wrapped her small arms around Elena’s skirt, tucking herself safely behind her mother's apron.
Luca looked down at the little girl, then back up at the two men standing in his doorway.
“My father taught me two fundamental rules when I took over this estate,” Luca said softly, unbuttoning his tailored suit jacket and placing his hands back in his pockets. “First, protect the family business. Second, never let snakes eat from your table.”
Vincent’s face hardened. “Luca, this is ridiculous. You’re making a scene over a staff member’s bruise. We have a fifty-million-dollar board meeting in twenty minutes!”
“The board meeting is canceled,” Luca replied smoothly.
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He walked over to his mahogany desk, reached under the hidden lip of the woodwork, and pressed a discreet black button.
👉 Within ten seconds, the heavy double doors of the office burst open as four armed estate guards stepped into the room, blocking all exits.
