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*THE MAFIA BOSS’S FIANCÉE ORDERED ME TO SEND THE WOMAN WHO’D COOKED FOR HIS FAMILY FOR THIRTY YEARS HOME BEFORE THEIR ENGAGEMENT DINNER—BUT WHEN I CARRIED HER OLD RED SAUCE POT INTO THE DINING ROOM, LUCA MORETTI STOOD UP AND SAID, “WHY DOES MY MOTHER’S KITCHEN SMELL LIKE THIS?”** / Chapter 7 / 10

Chapter 7 - The Apology That Shook ChicagoBy Tuesday afternoon, the news had swept through Chicago’s elite circles like wildfire.

It wasn't the broken engagement that had society buzzing—it was the bizarre, unprecedented public statement issued jointly by the Bellini shipping conglomerate and the Moretti estate.

In a full-page spread in the city’s leading daily newspaper, alongside an online video broadcast, Salvatore Bellini stood before a bank of microphones, flanked by his weeping daughter, and read a formal, word-for-word retraction and apology directed personally to Mrs. Maria Caruso, acknowledging her thirty years of dedicated service and unmatched dignity within the Moretti household.

Down in the mansion’s warm, fragrant kitchen, Maria sat at the island reading the printed newspaper clipping I had placed beside her morning tea.

She stared at the photograph of Salvatore Bellini looking thoroughly defeated on national television.

Then she looked up at Luca, who was leaning against the doorway with a mug of coffee in his hand.

"Luciano," Maria said, her brow furrowed in utter bewilderment. "Did you actually make a shipping tycoon apologize to an old woman on TV?"

"He owed you an apology, Maria," Luca replied smoothly, walking over and pouring himself another cup. "Among other things."

Maria shook her head, a small, incredulous smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "You are just like your father. Too stubborn for your own good."

"Inherited trait," Luca grinned.

The kitchen door swung open, and Micah walked in, holding a thick stack of finalized architectural blueprints.

"Alright, boss," Micah announced, dropping the heavy rolls of paper onto the marble island. "The renovation plans for the east wing are approved. And before you ask—yes, the old pantry where Maria keeps her extra stockpots is fully preserved, reinforced, and completely off-limits to any future fiancées."

Luca laughed, rolling up the blueprints. "Good. Because if anyone touches Maria’s pots, they’re out on the street before they can say Michelin-trained."

I stood nearby, organizing the new household rosters under my official title as Estate Director. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out to see a text message from my brother: Bursar's office just confirmed full tuition clearance for the semester! Mom is crying happy tears. Thank you, Emma.

A deep, profound wave of relief washed over me. For the first time in my life, I wasn't just surviving paycheck to paycheck, terrified of the next emergency. I was building a future—on my own terms, in a house built on loyalty, respect, and unconditional family.

Luca caught my eye as I slipped my phone back into my pocket. He gave me a subtle, knowing nod.

"Everything alright, Emma?" he asked.

"Everything is perfect, Mr. Moretti," I smiled.

"Luca," he corrected gently.

"Right. Luca."

Maria slammed a large wooden spoon against the counter, breaking our gaze. "Stop flirting with my new Estate Director and start chopping those onions, Luciano! Sunday gravy doesn't make itself!"

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