CHAPTER 34

  Dario's POV

  I glared at my phone, still seething with anger. Aubrey's denial hadn't convinced me. I knew the Carvers' was behind the attack.

  "Sophia!" I called out, my voice echoing through the room.

  Sophia appeared at my side, her expression cold. "What's wrong, Dario?"

  "Aubrey's denying any involvement in the attack," I said, my voice bitter.

  Sophia raised an eyebrow. "And you're surprised? You should have thought this through before getting yourself involved with Lori."

  I frowned, taken aback. "What are you saying?"

  "I'm saying you've made your bed, now lie in it," Sophia said, her voice firm. "I have an event to attend, Dario. I don't have time for your messes."

  My face fell, shock and anger washing over me. "Sophia, come on. Help me out here. You're my wife-to-be."

  Sophia scoffed. "Really? You promised me love not chaos. Once you're done cleaning up your mess, then you can come for me."