It was only then that he suddenly remembered I was still locked in the basement. He waited until Maria fell asleep, then rushed back to the Lombardi Family’s old home. On the way, he asked his assistant to buy a slice of chocolate cake. It was my daughter’s favorite.
But when he entered the house, he didn’t see me. Instead, he saw Mrs. Lombardi sitting at the head of the room. Her face was full of disappointment and anger as she looked at her grandson.
“Look at what you’ve done,” she said sharply.
“Maria, that evil woman, is going to destroy this whole family!”
