79| That Animal.

ROSALINDA.

Lorenzo arrived shortly after he was summoned and was led to the living room, where Papà, Mama, Marco, Sofia, Giovanni, and I were all waiting impatiently for him.

“Don Roberto.” He grinned as he approached Papà. He extended his hand for a handshake, which Papà took reluctantly.

He didn’t even bother to acknowledge the rest of us sitting in the living room.

“How’s your health? How do you feel now?” He asked Papà.

Papà didn’t answer that question. It was obvious that he wasn’t interested in a chitchat.

Instead, he gestured at the sofa that was opposite him. “Have a seat.”

I never knew Papà cared so much about his grandson until today. The rage burning beneath his eyes was so intense.

Lorenzo drew his brows together. “I thought you wanted my advice on business matters." He darted his gaze at us. “Why would we have it here?”

“Seat, please.” Papà said again, not bothering to explain anything to him.

“Okay.” Lorenzo said, exhaling sharply before going to sit.

“So, why did