"Oh, that you are not the real Lucia Alessandro? That you were Lucia's best friend, who killed her and took her place, including her husband? That you killed your own 'daughter' using Sheila's as the weapon because she loved the man you like? That you had your husband locked up in a small compartment in your room for years and told the world he was dead? That you are having an affair with tiger head? That you want to get into my trousers by all means and for that you used a few people from my Abella faction, but kept failing miserably? That you are a scary witch that I want to choke the life out of for killing my underboss? That you are…"
"Bang!"
"Stop!"
Lucia Alessandro slapped the table in rage, sending chills down the dealer's spine.
