LORENZO
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By the time I got to my office, Lucia was already seated.
She turned around when I entered. “Was that Isla?”
“You’ve done your homework,” I commented, sitting down opposite her.
“Romano mentioned a few things. Heard you keep torturing her. The poor girl must be tired of living with you.”
“She’s older than you are, Lucia.” I pointed out blankly. Before she could ask me any more about Isla, I interrupted her. “Did you come here to ask me about Isla?” I questioned as I placed my suit on the arm of my chair.
“No, I came to let you know that my father agreed to work with you. You can send Romano to sign the contract or pick a date to visit if you have more terms to add.”
“I trust you’ll handle it properly. I’ll send Romano.”
“Okay,” she nodded.
I stared at her. She stared
