Chapter 393

Bernardo shook his head. “No. Not yet.” He leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk as he picked up the glass once more, swirling the amber liquid inside.

“She’s testing me. She thinks she has the upper hand. Let her believe that for a little while.” He took a slow sip, savoring the burn before setting the glass down with deliberate precision. “In the meantime, we make sure she remembers exactly who she’s up against.”

His voice turned cold. “Kill Jessica. Do it now. And send Brandon the body—he needs a reminder of what happens when people cross me.”

Dante hesitated. “And Hannah?”

Bernardo smirked. “She stays alive. For now. If Brandon wants his wife back, he’ll hand over the papers I asked for.”

Dante nodded stiffly before turning to leave, but his gut twisted uneasily.

Something told him this wasn’t going to end the way Bernardo expected.

Back at Teresa’s office, Brandon paced the room, his fists clenching and unclenching as he tried