Gabriella’s voice broke through her thoughts, her tone growing firmer. “We have arranged a meeting next week with Enrico’s father. It will be an opportunity for both families to discuss how we can proceed, especially concerning your child’s safety and future.” She turned and stared pointedly at Enrico. “And I expect you to speed things up, Enrico. There’s no time to waste.”
Enrico sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. “Mother, you don’t need to remind me,” he replied, a hint of irritation in his voice. “I’m already working on it.”
Gabriella's eyebrows rose in playful defiance, and she turned back to Isabella with a knowing smile. “You see? This is what I mean about Saviano men. Always so stubborn.” She chuckled softly before her gaze sharpened, her voice laced with a hint of mi
