“Stop Talking to Her Like She’s a Child!” — The Mafia Boss’s Fiancée Snapped at the Young Maid, but When Luca Moretti Saw What His Mother Was Doing With Her Fingers, He Ordered Everyone to Stay Seated

The Seven Words

I raised my hands to sign the question. But Mrs. Moretti was no longer watching me. She was staring straight at Vanessa, and her fingers began to move on their own.

One word. Then another.

I felt the blood drain from my face, because what she was saying had nothing to do with forged paperwork.

“Claire?” Luca said.

“Sir,” I managed, “she’s saying the papers aren’t the reason Vanessa wants her gone.”

“Then what is?”

Mrs. Moretti began to spell, slowly and carefully, and I translated each word as it came: she remembered the night of the accident.

Vanessa shot to her feet so fast her chair struck the floor. “This is ridiculous! She’s confused!”

Luca didn’t even look at her. “What does she remember?”