"You are her companion!" Franco exclaimed, standing up.
Roxana trembled and stepped back.
"I am not Miss Susan's nanny to be constantly behind her."
Franco snorted and widened his eyes. No employee had ever dared to respond to him like that, and he understood why Susan had chosen her: they were two of a kind, sharp-tongued.
"I am your boss, Roxana," he approached her like a beast, grabbing her shoulders. "Did you help her escape?" he shouted and shook the girl.
"Let her go!" Giovanni shouted, breathing heavily, pushing his brother with all his fury. "You're crazy!" he exclaimed, then turned and looked at pale and frightened Roxana. "Are you okay?"
The girl nodded, grabbing her own shoulders.
"Thank you," she whispered softly.
"Did he hurt you?" Giovanni asked, removing her hands fr
