Lorenzo's POV
"Can you care to repeat what you just said, Riccardo?"
I moved over to where he stood; he turned to me seething.
"I said you had me locked up all because of this—"
"What did you just call me?" Genevieve questioned in a resentful tone.
"Don't you dare interrupt me, girl? I never gave you permission to speak!" Riccardo growled.
"I don't care about what you're about to say, Riccardo! I said, 'What did you just call me?!'"
Riccardo looked taken aback.
She looks pissed.
"Ha! I see you've grown wings; my nephew has given you enough courage to find your voice. From reticent to brazenly loquacious," Marcella sneered.
"Shut up, Marcella! I wasn't talking to you! But when I'm done with him, you're next!" Genevieve yelled.
Whoa.
Marcella looked like Genevieve slapped her in the face.
"Things are starting to get heated up in here," Allegra commented, fanning herself.
"Did you just call me a gold digger and a whore?"