The Mafia's Bride: Reborn in Humiliation

e estate hosted

y, it served as a stage for families to

outdated style from five years ago, its dull color a st

stay by Miss Visconti's side to assist with the

ess, a cold laugh

shadow, to show everyone that I, the Rossi fa

ook the dress and

pulled a black spaghetti-s

dress, one I'd kept fo

concealing a tiny camera I'd bought on th

, I entered the ban

a at the center, basking

er gown and sparkling diamond neck

ckered in her eyes, quickly r

looks so old. Has Vincent not given you money for new clothes? Don't worry, I have ple

the crowd, their gazes

Thank you, but I love this dress. It

briefly, caught off

ing her arm gently. "

fed but fe

ying a warning. "Elena, this is an

d walked to a co

and I needed a drin

a white suit approached, holding a glass of

ognizing Ricardo, hei

s to both the Rossi a

Rossi," I s

ur sister Diana's passing. Such a shame. But I also heard her

and I eyed him waril

Visconti girl, ignoring his own wife, even brushing off your sister's death. Imagine if the

o, an idea spark

I allied with Ricardo, I might uncover evi

oser, my voice low, "wha