Chapter 6 - The Setup
The night of the Grand Regency Gala arrived. The ballroom was filled with the city's most powerful elites, corrupt politicians, and high-ranking mobsters. Tuxedos, silk dresses, and champagne glasses masked the dangerous reality beneath the surface.
Emma walked into the ballroom wearing an elegant dark navy gown provided by Dante. By her side was Rosa, dressed magnificently in silver, looking regal and poised. Dante walked ahead of them, exuding his usual terrifying composure.
Julian Moretti approached them with a wide, fake smile, holding two glasses of champagne.
"Dante, my boy!" Julian exclaimed, embracing his nephew. "I heard there was a small disturbance at Aurelia last night. Is everything alright?"
"Just a minor staffing issue, Uncle," Dante replied smoothly. "Everything is under control."
Julian’s eyes drifted toward Rosa, offering her a condescending pat on the shoulder. "And how is my dear sister-in-law? Still living in her quiet, peaceful world?"
Rosa looked Julian dead in the eye. She raised her hands and signed a single, sharp sentence directly at him.
May you like
Julian chuckled dismissively. "Ah, still doing those meaningless hand gestures, I see. Poor thing."
Emma stepped forward, her voice ringing out clearly enough for nearby board members to hear. "She didn't make a meaningless gesture, Mr. Julian. She said: I know you used arsenic to kill my husband, and I know your offshore accounts are in Zurich."
