Chapter 271: The Funeral
Viviana saw a dark figure at the far end of the first-row dart at the coffin. It was Viola.
"You’re making a spectacle of my son’s death!" she cried at Barnabas. Barnabas leaned forward and glared at a couple of men standing by the side. They grabbed Viola as she tried to push Leonardo away.
The fedora guy Viviana saw in the mall in the past appeared from behind Leonardo ready to throw Viola to the ground if she touched his master. He relaxed seeing the Kastello men stopping her.
There were murmurs among the attendees. Hiding behind her sunglasses, Viviana noticed the expression on everyone. Anyone could see who the true allies of the Kastello family were.
Lionel and his father were already in the other side, seated. They didn’t appear to pander to Leonardo Vitale.
Viola was forcefully brought back to her seat. Barnabas walked to her and kneeling beside her, he whispered something in her ear. Viola went limp and sat silently.
Peter clenched his chest and almost slipped down from his seat. Barnabas and Leander caught him before he fell face first on the ground.
She didn’t know if Peter was truly that aggrieved or he enacted a drama to turn everyone’s attention from Viola’s foolish outburst.
What can she believe?
Everything calmed down for a moment and Leander took his seat.
Viviana didn’t have the courage to look at Leander. If he sees what she sees, then he won’t be able to bear it. Even his grandfather stopped him from doing something against the guy who killed his brother only to be mocked by others.
How will he be able to bear it?