CHAPTER 118 This is a good idea
Lorenzo's POV
Alessandro got off his seat, storming out of the kitchen, leaving behind a confused Bianca and an astonished Marcella.
"I can't believe my ears. What's actually wrong with you? Both you and Riccardo? Why are both of you always threatening to drag the family name through the mud?" Mother asked.
"How was I supposed to know that the firm was involved with such illicit and dubious money-making schemes? It seemed like a good enough business venture at the time."
"You should know, Marcella! At your age, you can't tell a fraudulent business from a genuine one? Is that what you're implying?" Mother questioned.
Noah was pouring coffee into a mug.
Noah tapped my leg, handing me the coffee mug. I collected the mug, taking a sip.
It's quite good.
"And this is by far the best coffee I've ever tasted," I commented while sipping on the coffee. "Good job, Noah."
Marcella looked flustered.
"Thank you, Lorenzo," he replied, giggling.