Chapter 59

Logan’s POV

The bang on the table causes me to shriek. I turned my head forward to find my mom’s burning gaze, her hand seeming to pepper from hitting it on the table.

“Are you two going to keep bickering at each other?!” she yelled. “There are kids around, for God’s sake! This is not what this dinner is about. Can we not have a single night together as a family without you two trying to chop each other’s heads off?”

The silence broke in. Slowly, everyone resumed eating. I felt Graziella’s hand rubbing over my forearm in a calming gesture. I needed to leave right now, but I needed to get one thing off my chest first.

Turning to look at Dylano, I spoke, “I know you conspired with your dear father to lock away my share of our grandfather’s fortune. But I will assure you one thing.” My eyes shifted to my father now. “I would stop at nothing till I get my hands on them, even if I have to kill the lots of you to get it.”

“Yes,” Dylano replie