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“I’ll let him know.”
“Good. Now, where was I? Oh yes.” He smiles at me gently.
“The rest of my fortune, including all my properties, houses, investment portfolios, and vehicles, goes to my daughter and my last remaining heir. Her husband will be granted access to this fortune after two years on the condition that not a single hair on her head is harmed by his hand or by his direction or instruction. If my daughter is harmed or killed, all assets mentioned above will be given to the charities listed below.”
It feels like a blow to the chest. He screwed me over, but in his own way, he tried to find a way to protect me. Vice wraps his hand around my stomach and rests his chin on my shoulder.
“That’s ridiculous. We’ll need this looked at.” Aldo huffs, and Gia looks at him sharply.
“Why? Because the will means you can’t beat your wife?” I ask without shame, still too angry to bite my tongue.
“Control your wife,” Aldo orders Vice.
“Sorry, Aldo, but unless we’re in the bedroom, my wife can do and say whatever the fuck she wants.”
The lawyer frowns at Aldo. “There will be no contesting the will, Mr. Lambardi. It’s ironclad. There are no loopholes, no way for you to change the outcome.”
His eyes move to Gia. “And last but not least, I leave Gia ten thousand dollars to get herself somewhere to rent and start a new life.”
The room goes deadly quiet for a second.
“What? What does that mean? I get everything plus ten thousand dollars?” Gia frowns, confused.
Aldo jumps in. “This just proves the man wasn’t of sound mind, and the will should be contested.”
“I’m sorry, but you’re mistaken, Gia. You will receive ten thousand dollars in total. His daughter, Galilea Fiore, will receive everything else.”
“What?” Gia screeches, but it’s Aldo who lunges for the lawyer. Leone grabs him and holds him back.
“Who the fuck is this other daughter?”
“There is no other daughter, only one. She was swapped with Gia when they were little more than toddlers to keep her safe after the rest of Vigo’s family was wiped out.”
“Who is Gia’s father, then?” Mattia questions.
“Alessio Romano,” the lawyer answers, the bomb dropping as people turn to look at me, the aftershock revealing the truth.
“Galilea Stella Fiore is Nova Romano.”
“Nova Moretti, actually. Congratulations, baby. Looks like you’re stinking rich,” Vice says as Aldo launches himself across the table. Vice’s men stop him before he reaches us, pinning him to the table as he fights and Gia screams.
I stand up when Vice nudges me. I know my face is pale because I feel like I’m seconds away from passing out.
“I think I need to get my wife out of here. We’ll be in touch. As you can imagine, this is a shock,” Vice smoothly tells the lawyer.
“Yes, of course.”
Vice looks at the other family heads. “I’ll see you all at the funeral, hopefully, where cooler heads will prevail.”
Mattia nods and then looks at me. “Are you okay, dear?”
I want to ask him if he’s fucking joking. Was he not paying attention for the past half hour?
Instead, I nod. “I’m okay. Thank you.” It’s the best I canoffer, but it seems enough to appease everyone. Well, everyone but Aldo and Gia, that is.
“You did this. Nova was supposed to be mine. He swore I would marry his daughter and take over. You stole her from me,” Aldo rants.
“Nova was never yours, and we had no idea Vigo was her father. She’s just finding out now that Alessio isn’t her dad, so have some fucking compassion.”
