Massimo felt like he couldn't breathe. Had he messed up? Did Elena suspect his real identity?
He forced himself to calm down. He looked at Elena's face. Though he couldn't fully make out her expression since she was still wearing a blindfold, she didn't seem suspicious or angry.
No, she seemed confused. Which meant that Massimo could still convince her that nothing was wrong.
"Given all the pictures you're sent and your own description of the place, it was easy to find," Massimo smoothly lied. "There's only one mansion this giant in New York City. I'll admit I did want to surprise you the first time I came over, but I guess it would've been simpler to ask you rather than look at a bunch of rich people's houses on google maps."
Elena smiled, but it's too small. She believed his explanat
