Diego, silent with humiliation, finally turned and walked away.
Luca watched him go, then immediately turned his attention to his wife. His concern etched onto his face, he asked, "What happened at your home?"
"Can we talk in your office? Just you and me," Sara urged, her voice low and tight with strain.
"Of course," Luca agreed instantly. He gave a sharp, discreet nod to Fabio, who immediately understood the signal, bowed slightly, and retreated. Luca then guided Sara with a gentle hand on her back, leading her away toward the privacy of his executive office.
Luca poured a glass of water for Sara and placed it on the desk before her.
"Thank you," Sara murmured. She took a few sips of water before setting the glass down. Luca leaned against the edge of the desk.
"Diego was just begging me for forgiveness," Luca said, his brow furrowed in confusion. "But he said something strange about you, that you wouldn't be blamed for 'ruining the family.' What was that about?"
