Vincent shrugged, amused.
"Maybe this will help Suarez cool down. Women will be the death of him." He laughed, also getting up from the chair. "See you all at the opera. I'm quite excited to see how the new ranking will come in. I wonder who will be king this time."
"Tzar or you..." he glanced at Mr. Petrov, smirking. "…Fyodor."
Mr. Petrov's hands clenched into fists, but he didn't say a word. He knew Vincent was just trying to get under his skin, and he wasn't going to give him satisfaction.
Slamming his hands on the table, he stood up and stormed out of the room.
…
"Caesar, Caesar, wait, you didn't tell me anything!" Adeline tried to snatch her hand back from him, but the man's hold on her was tight.
Caesar arrived at the car waiting for them and turned his attention to Yuri. "You two can return. I have somewhere to go with her."