Fame Building System

Chapter 72

Conversation quieted, and Gianna pushed her broccoli around on her plate like she was seven and did not like vegetables. Her husband chuckled at absolutely nothing. She rolled her eyes and took a large gulp of wine.

Lunch continued with meaningless chatter, good food and drink, but the tension never dissipated. It sat there, uninterrupted. Like an echo before the words were even spoken.

My brother leaned back in his chair, a ring sounding as he ran his finger around his wine glass. Adriana ate as though a large man she did not know and was marrying in three weeks was not sitting next to her.

Papà mentioned that he had bought an old shooting range, and conversation on that drifted down the table like a domino effect. They had just served tiramisu for dessert, and I was ready for this lunch to end. But unfortunately, that uncomfortable tension was about to twist its way out of the inevitable.

It began with an innocent suggestion between the men to visit the range. And then I watched