After dressing in a knee-length green dress patterned with small white flowers, she stepped out of her room and asked the first servant she saw about her father-in-law. Fortunately, he was at home, and the servant informed her that he was in his study. Without wasting another second, she marched toward the study.
It was located in a quiet, far-off corner at the back of the mansion.
She knocked softly before hearing a curt, “Come in.”
Pushing the door open, she stepped inside. Her eager yet nervous eyes scanned the room and landed on her husband, seated casually in a chair across from his father. He didn’t even lift his eyes from the file in front of him to acknowledge her.
Sensing her father-in-law’s curious gaze on her, Siena hesitated before mumbling, “Mr. Vitelli, my exams are next
