"There's no enemy here, as I said. I won't approve Frida's appointment without seeing for myself what she can actually do in the company. Strangely, your father didn't even consider Diego for this position," Luca remarked with a faint chuckle.
"That's… truly strange. I'll speak with my grandmother about it later," Sara replied, turning toward the door.
"Don't let it make you feel small. You have your own identity too, Sara. Remember that," he added.
"I have no identity left," Sara murmured, and without another word, she left.
Luca slid his hands into his pockets, staring into the distance as he weighed whether Frida should be allowed into Falcone Industries.
