Chapter 63. The Show Begins

MAXIMILIANO

Ten past five. Okay. I was still kinda on time.

She hadn't called me yet. Meaning: Adreana could still be busy in her office finishing up backlogs. She wouldn't be upset if I turned up an hour late.

Like the first time, she didn't want to go to the gynecologist by herself. I understood why. A simple visit to the doctor's office could trigger some bad memories and past traumas. Back when she was still living with Joachim, to be specific. That abusive bastard.

It would be best if I accompanied her to Dr. Moretti's clinic today. I only had myself to blame if she dealt with another anxiety attack while alone in a public place. It could be traumatizing to her in more ways than I could imagine.

My phone buzzed in my pocket as I headed toward the elevators with Alessio. I checked my phone and suppressed a scowl. Ricchar's name stayed on the screen.

We just had lunch a few hours ago. The heck did he want now?

"Yeah?" I pressed my phone t