AMY POV

“What?!”

“What the fuck, Amy?!” Madame Loretta woke up from her nap. “What's wrong with you?”

“Sorry—” I led my way out of the room.

“Did my nanny just use the ‘f’ word?” Antonio chuckled over the phone. “Tell me that's not her.” He chuckled again, but this wasn't the time. Not just right now as there were pressing issues that needed to be attended to.

“I'm really not finding it funny right now, Antonio. We have a pressing issue. Don't you see it? Why would Silvio do a thing like that?”

He now heaved a sigh. “I wouldn't know. But isn't it very obvious what his reasons...