51: I Forgive Them
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"Father, why would there be a meeting in my absence?" Richard was visibly angry, especially at his father, Vittorio Santoro.

He had traveled to a place known only to him and his family, where he had spent the week.

Although he didn't disclose his destination to his father, isn't he supposed to inform him beforehand of any meeting before it commences?

Richard was the second son of Mr. Santoro after Giulia's father.

"Your family is in a better position to answer that question, Richard," Santoro r
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    “Try again?”The cashier couldn’t help it. She let out a restrained laugh.“Do you think we’re that less busy here?” she asked, her brows knitting together as she leaned back in her chair, clearly unimpressed.A few people in the queue shifted, murmurs rippling through them. Some craned their necks to get a better look, while others simply shook their heads, already forming their own conclusions about the scene unfolding.Dante didn’t move.“I never said you were less busy,” he replied evenly. “Just try processing the withdrawal again. I strongly believe it’s a network issue.”The cashier let out a short scoff, the corners of her lips curling with disbelief.Without another word, she slid the card out from the machine and tossed it across the counter toward him. It skidded slightly before stopping just short of his hand.“Please take your card and go sort yourself out,” she said, waving him off as though he were nothing more than an inconvenience.For a split second, Dante stared at t

  • 131: Network Glitch

    A few gasps broke out, sharp and involuntary, cutting through the tense silence like cracks in glass.Even the staff behind the counter exchanged uneasy glances, their fingers hovering uncertainly over keyboards; their attention was no longer on their work but fixed entirely on the unfolding scene.But Theodore didn’t care. If anything, the reaction fed his confidence. In his mind, there is simply no way Dante could meet the challenge he had just thrown.The certainty sat in his chest like iron, heavy and unshakable. He folded his arms slowly, a smug grin tugging at the corner of his lips as he waited, already tasting victory.Dante, on the other hand, went completely still.It was subtle at first, but those paying close attention could feel the shift.For a brief moment, his expression became unreadable. Then he let out a quietly amused breath.A smirk began to form on his lips, slow and deliberate, sharpening as though he had just reached a decision.Without saying another word, he

  • 130: The Bank Incident

    Dante gulped hard, forcing down the words clawing their way up his throat. His chest tightened, a slow, burning pressure building beneath his ribs as he fought to keep his composure.Every instinct in him screamed to respond, to shut Theodore up, to wipe that smug look off his face, but he held himself back.Unfortunately, Theodore showed no signs of stopping.“Too bad for you that you showed up at the wrong time,” Theodore said with a boastful tilt of his chin. His eyes swept across the banking hall, clearly satisfied by the attention he had drawn.People had begun to pause, forgetting the transactions that brought them there only to watch the unfolding scene. There was judgment in their stares, curiosity, and in some cases, outright disdain directed at Dante.“And I’m very sure that from now onwards, this bank won’t allow you to keep extorting money from its clients.” Theodore continued, his voice laced with mockery.He turned his gaze sharply toward the customer care agent nearby,

  • 129: A Completely New Setting

    It was early morning when Dante decided to go shopping. He needed to stock his new kitchen. If it could even be called that.The space was small, almost laughable compared to what he used to have, but it was his reality now.The kitchen contained bare shelves, a single burner, and utensils that looked like they had survived several lifetimes before reaching him.Dante stepped out of his apartment, locking the door behind him with a quiet click. The corridor smelled faintly of damp walls and stale cooking oil.Outside, a few of his female neighbors had gathered around a portable plastic board, deeply engrossed in a game of ludo. Their attention was solely focused on the game until they saw him.The moment their eyes landed on Dante, their voices dipped, replaced by exchanged glances that carried more words than any conversation could. They didn’t even bother pretending.“It’s so unfortunate that it’s always wretched men we’re gifted with in this house,” one of them said, her tone sharp

  • 128: A Quieter Version

    After the divorce between Giulia and Dante, Dante chose to disappear into a quieter version of himself, the version that had existed long before Giulia ever walked into his life.It wasn’t a decision he announced or explained. It simply happened, like a switch flipping somewhere deep inside him.He completely withdrew from everything that screams of opulence.He handed over all business activities to his most trusted managers, men who had proven their loyalty long ago.From the comfort of his laptop, he monitors everything: transactions, reports, and movements. Every detail passed through his eyes, but from afar.He no longer felt the need to sit at the head of the table or command attention in boardrooms.Then came the houses.The two properties he had once purchased with pride, purposely to please his wife, were put up for auction without hesitation.He rented a small, almost pitiable apartment.It wasn’t entirely terrible. The walls were clean, the space manageable, but it lacked p

  • 127: The Divorce Finalization

    Dante gulped hard, his motion slow and deliberate.He adjusted the cuffs of his suit, an attempt to steady himself as he stepped into the High Court.Today was the day. The day everything would be made official.The day his marriage to Giulia would be annulled. For a fleeting second, he paused just inside the entrance, his sharp eyes scanning the room.The atmosphere felt stiff like a place where emotions came to die. A few people sat scattered across the benches, murmuring in low tones.He exhaled slowly and moved forward.A few days ago, they had already signed the papers. That brief, suffocating meeting at the Santoro Manor had sealed it in principle, so this is just the conclusion. The final nail.Santoro had tried. Only God knows the old man had tried.He had talked and talked, his voice heavy with authority, then softened with desperation.He had reasoned, pleaded, and even commanded at some point. But Giulia had remained unmoved. Her mind was made up.What stung the most wasn’t

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