Vincenzo’s brows lifted slightly. “Your grandmother?”
Anna nodded at once, desperation flickering in her eyes.
Vincenzo stared at Anna for a moment, his expression blank.
Finally, he sighed and spoke. “Alright. You may see her once the contract ends and you have your freedom.”
“No!” Anna shouted, her voice echoing through Vincenzo’s office.
She hadn’t meant to yell. Panic had taken over, her reaction driven purely by instinct.
When Anna realized what she had done, she covered her mouth and sank back into her chair, shrinking into herself.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to shout. I just… I want to see my grandma. As soon as possible,” she muttered.
Vincenzo studied her, his cold eyes fixed on her trembling form. "When?"
“Tomorrow…” Anna whispered, her voice breaking. “Please.”
“Why to
