Dante arrived with a large retinue of Soldati, so when my parents saw me, they regarded me with a respectful distance for the very first time.
They greeted me, but I ignored them.
I stood there in deliberate silence, ignoring Sophia’s feigned enthusiastic embrace before shoving her away.
The anger simmering in Viktor’s chest boiled over.
“Katya, you've become the Matriarch of the Torrino family, and you're still just as venomous, never passing up a single opportunity to torment Sophia!”
“Don’t get too comfortable. No one knows how long you’ll get to be the Matriarch. After all, the Torrino family won't tolerate a crippled Don…”
Before he could finish, I slapped him across the face without a moment’s hesitation.
“The Torrino family's affairs are not for you to comment on! Viktor, are you trying to drag the entire Kovalenko family down to their graves with you?”
My slap stunned Viktor. The moment he recovered, he tried to strike back, but my father held him back tightly.