"I could tell." She swallows, her lips pressed into a thin line.

She has no clue, yet, how much her actions have rippled outward, how her business will be effected. But she will, and then perhaps she'll learn and apologize properly. But for now.

"I believe you owe me an apology as well, Cesare." He'd called her a whore, insulted her to her face. She was pretty certain she was owed one.