Chapter 369

Vincenzo

The three of us sat silently around the table: me, Joe Coreo, and his tempered daughter, who had thrown a

cake at me.

I had invited them over to talk, but it was really bothering Morales. Showing family they were not the boss over me was a priority, especially after that stunt Aria had pulled yesterday.

The second she mentioned my father, something inside me snapped, yet I remained calm. Making a fuss would make me look like the crazy one, and the Garcias desperately tried to remove that image.

Unlike Aria, I was willing to fight my battles and did not need guidance from someone like Angelo Marino.

All that crap about how I should be grateful to receive her hand in marriage was bull that had undoubtedly come from his mouth. It sounded like something a Marino would say, and all of them were the same. There was no exception.

I should’ve punched him yesterday, something to show him not to cross me-but I didnt to lose control and become like my father.

Angelo and I were playing two different leagues. He was just ‘one of many grand

who held no power-while I was about to become the head of two families.

Fighting the weak would make me look pathetic.

Instead, I would use my voice to fight for the weak and ensure these innocent families-such Correos-would not get bullied under my watch.

As for Aria?

I had visited her home, feeling nothing but hatred, and left, feeling sorry for her. She was a string puppet who did not know any better. It was as clear as crystal that whenever someone fed her their wrong opinion, she would do a right-click, save’ and wait for the right moment to use it.

Luckily, it was not too late to fix her, and I would be the one to do that for her.

“I want to apologize for my daughter’s actions.” Joe spoke for the first time, clearing his throat.

He nudged the angry-looking woman next to him, encouraging her to apologize. An apology wouldn’t fix anything; a cake in my face was the least of my concerns.

At the moment, it was Aria and our marriage. Repairing her malfunctioning brain would take some time.

“I’m sorry,” Livia’s eyes bored into mine.

I had not forgotten her name. How could I?

carried herself had managed to bring a smile to

and I could see right through her.

hid a warm person, tired and stressed-but still looking out for her family. If anyone

the urge to tell her to watch herself. Not everyone would be

idiot and that you’re so

called out his

I didn’t have the time or energy to get into it. “I must admit, I am

Coreo owed the Morales and gently placed it on the table. “But I didn’t invite you over to make you apologize,” I explained. “I should be the one apologizing,

table and opened it to look at the cash. “I-I can’t

her head.

These people?

pushed the cash back into my hands. “I’m sorry, but I can’t accept this.” He spoke above a

as badly as I wanted him

He needed it.

“It’s yours.”

scoffed. “We said we don’t

“Take it!”

how long would she stick to this act?

“It’s an order.”

does he think he is-the

back the words, which sounded like something my friend, Christian

and before I could even blink, the envelope was back into his grip. “How

accept the money must’ve meant this man had

fiancée.” I lowered my head, too ashamed to look them in the eyes. “But

is a tutor?” After collecting information about the Coreo, I found out

of getting anyone

universities.

but after seeing his horrendous grades, I knew he was in need

Joe smiled proudly, praising his

homeschooling my brother, and I

a tutor

will stop you right here.” Livia sighed, brushing her hair with her fingers. “It’s not going to work, and I’m fully booked-I’m

good and was exactly the path I did not want to take. It wasn’t my meaning to scare people away. “Don’t worry about it.” I accepted her words. “It’s okay.

Vincenzo is indeed not like his father or Oscar. He seems like an

that was my only wish.

compared to that man, and I sure didn’t want

change your mind- please give me a call,” I said. “And

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