Chapter 173

The deafening bang of the gunshot rang through the room—but Valerio remained standing, unharmed.

Marco froze, his eyes locked onto Valerio’s unscathed figure. Slowly, he lowered the gun, staring at it as if it had betrayed him. His face twisted with fury as realization sank in.

“You gave me a gun loaded with blanks?” Marco spat, every word dripping with rage.

“Fuck,” Dante muttered under his breat