Talia’s POV
I dragged my feet as I slowly made my way into the house. I wasn’t particularly excited to go in because I knew this drama wasn’t over yet. I could hear Lorenzo yelling but I couldn’t figure out what it was about yet.
I made my way up the stairs and towards my room, before I could stop at my door, I heard a voice behind me.
“Don Lorenzo has requested your presence in the conference room, Miss Talia.”
I paused and slowly turned around to face the guard. “Is there a problem?”
“I’m not at liberty to say anything outside what I’ve been instructed to say.” The guard replied.
“I’ll need a moment to freshen up,” I said, trying to buy time.
“That wouldn’t be necessary. Don Lorenzo wants to see you immediately.” The guard said, a little harsher this time around.
I sighed
