Chapter 62

Carlo Gotti laughed harshly. "Come on, Victoria, you can't just cancel things like this. Do you realize I've prepared for 200 people at today’s event? Can you even fathom how much it costs for them to stay here?”

“I will pay you,” Victoria retorted, her voice trembling slightly still trying to appear tough. “Just tell me how much you want.”

“Come, sit down first. We can talk about the money later. We all friends, for now, give me Alex’s number; let me call him this time.”

“I don’t want to.”

Carlos stood abruptly and slammed a wine bottle near Victoria’s feet. The glass shattered on the marble floor, and the red liquid spilled around Victoria's feet. "You'd better sit back down while I'm still being polite," he warned.

Fear swiftly enveloped Victoria, spreading through her body like a chilling wind. She walked back to the couch.

“Be a good girl,” Carlo said forcefully as he took Victoria’s smartphone from her hand and dialed Alex using the recent calls list, this time opting for a vide