Almost at the same time, Logan, the butler of the Pagano family who had answered the call, hesitated on the other end of the line. "Uh, Mr. Pagano, yesterday we went as you instructed to Mrs. Pagano's residence. The staff there informed us that Mrs. Pagano's parents had already been murdered."
The room fell into a suffocating silence. Sergio went rigid, unable even to meet my eyes.
After a long beat, he finally hung up the phone stiffly, his voice rough and strained, "Why didn't you tell me?"
I met his gaze, my eyes ice-cold. "Did I even have the chance to tell you? Sergio, don't forget. I couldn't even get near you. The day my parents died, I forced my way into your office, and what did you do? Have you already forgotten how you had me thrown out?"
The blood drained from Sergio's face
