The Donna's Trial

Summary

I was at the vineyard with my mother-in-law Teresa Moretti to go over the books when a stack of bills hit me square in the face.

"How much can a tax audit even make you?"

The blonde woman pointed at the scattered cash, her smile dripping with contempt.

"Take the money and get lost. Don't ruin my tasting party."

I let out a cold laugh. "What's your name? And who gave you the authority to run this vineyard?"

"Monica Moretti."

Monica picked at her nails, smirking. "The vineyard was a gift from my husband Luca. So naturally, he's the one who authorized it."

I turned to look at Teresa.