"Noah, I'm surprised," Massimo said, forcing his tone to remain casual. "Here I thought you were an honest businessman, but it turns out you're not as clean you pretend to be."
Noah frowned. "I don't kill people in gang wars, sell drugs or weapons or people, or break any traffic laws. Can you say the same?"
"Yet this isn't much different from Elena's father selling her future away," Massimo remarked. "Your moral high ground doesn't extend to human trafficking I guess."
"Please, this is completely different—"
"Do you think Elena herself would see it that way?" Massimo pressed on. "Because I have my doubts."
Elena would hate this—plain and simple. She completely cut off herself from her parents to get an ounce of her freedom back. To have another undermine her choices would be something
