Sara had her eyes shut tightly when she felt the slap never landed on her cheek. And as she opened her eyes, she saw Luca standing right behind her.
Before she could comprehend, Luca shoved Adam away, not caring for his age. He staggered, barely caught by his secretary.
"How dare—" Adam's words were cut short as Luca interrupted him, now standing before Sara.
"How dare you, Adam Falcone? You can't slap my wife standing in my estate. Just because you're my wife's father, doesn't mean I am going to give you respect. If you don't want to lose your face, don't ever show up here. I don't give respect to those who dishonor me and the people who belong to me," Luca pronounced in a stern and intimidating tone.
"Now, leave my sight before I've to ask the security to throw you out," Luca said.
Adam swallowed the humiliation he faced and entered his car along with his secretary. Within seconds, the car drove off, leaving both Luca and Sara behind in silence.
