His real mother

Salvatore's POV

Of course, I had a faint premonition of who it was, but I can't tell Sofia now nor can I bring myself to lie to her, so I fell silent and pretended to do something on my phone.

Even without looking at Sophia, I knew she was hurt by my actions, and it broke my heart, but some things can't be said that sudden.

There is nothing I won't want to tell Sofia. She is my joy and lover, but now's not the time. Now, we need to get Enzo back from the bitch!

And luckily, Eduardo's call came through, giving me the escape I needed.

The instance I picked up Eduardo's call, she turned away, pretending not to listen. I pretended to be calm as I talked to Eduardo.

Eduardo ended up giving me the same description the little boy gave me, but Eduardo's was more detailed. The lady was the one who picked Enzo up from his class.

“I'll come to get you, stay there,” I said to him

I clenched my fist against the steering after ending the call.

I decided to call my boys to ask them how far they wer