Chapter 6 - Vincent Bellini Realizes His Poison Plot Has Failed

Unaware of the unfolding crisis upstairs, Vincent Bellini polished a silver serving tray in the pantry room.
The heavy oak doors of the pantry suddenly swung inward, slamming against the wood-paneled walls with a loud crash.
Three armed Moretti enforcers stepped into the room, surrounding the sixty-year-old head butler before he could react.
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“Mr. Moretti wants a word with you in the study, Vincent. Right now,” the lead enforcer said coldly.
Vincent’s hands began to shake, the silver tray slipping from his fingers and clattering hard against the marble floor.
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