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Chapter 650

Chapter 650

Sofia asked, “Then why didn’t you stop her for me?”

“Well, I tried.” Julia showed her arm to Sofia. There was a large bruise on it. It was obvious that Luca had given her that bruise.

“She hit you?”

“Irene and I together were no match for her,” Julia said.

They had to try to stop Luca. After all, she had tricked Sofia, and they would feel bad if they didn’t at least try to stop her.

“That Luca fights with wild beasts all the time. How could we be a match for her?” Irene added.

Sofia was so angry that her teeth were gritted. “I’ll get that jerk back.”

No matter what, Luca was back in Fiorenza at that moment, and it was only a matter of time before Sofia found her. When she did, she would make her pay for everything.

Irene said, “I’ve asked someone to keep an eye on her for you.”

“No need. I’ll do it myself.” Sofia took a sip of wine. She had already troubled her friends enough three years ago. This time, she had to handle it on her own.

The three of them drank together, cursing Luca.

people were left speechless after learning the main

Casalini family, but Richard said, “That bastard Dan, his disappearance for half

mean?” Lott asked.

again. She was almost burned to ashes

and Lott exchanged glances. They both felt something strange in his words.

hatred, claiming revenge against the Casalini family and teaching

tell us, is he telling the

was sober and drunk. They thought, ‘So is he taking revenge

drank it all. “No matter what,

“That’s true.” After all, with Sofia’s tough personality, she didn’t seem like a woman who was capable of

there was definitely something wrong with Richard. Lott chimed in, also leaning closer to Richard. “Richard, you have to be careful with Sofia. Don’t even think

himself. Thinking about Sofia’s temper, this wasn’t like marrying a wife; it was like putting a

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Chapter 650

bars were bustling with activity, while Lorenzo’s villa was harked in the

the dimly lit room, a woman’s intermittent pleas for mercy and whimpers could be heard. Ella fert like the was wirik at sex, tossed and turned

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was hoarse. “I’ll take you to see your mother tomorrow

been pushing him away, hesitated and then slowly

yielding response, Lorenzo’s lips curled into

said, “Then…then you can’t lie to

pitiful, and her small voice sounded like a frightened little animal Ella didn’t know that this side of her would only make the beast in the dark

against her ear as he coaxed softly, “I