It was obvious that the collision just now had aggravated an old injury. Her face had turned pale.

Blood flowed from her brow, running down her cheek, but she didn’t bother wiping it away. She only tried in vain to keep her eyes open, blinking desperately.

Compared to Amy—who had been whining noisily for half the day yet still looked perfectly flushed—I knew this lady was truly in pain.

Thinking of that, I forced myself to stand up. Pointing at the blood around the woman’s eye, I looked at Leo, my voice turning colder and sharper.

“Leo, is your heart made of stone? This lady already said her eyesight was almost gone! How could you lay hands on her like that?!”

“Move aside right now! Or I’ll call security immediately!”

Rubbing my lower back, which was still numb from the impact, I waved my hand impatiently at Leo.

“Go. Get up and bring the auction’s doctor here to check on the lady.”

Then, remembering Amy’s fate that night in my previous life, I added another sentence.

“And call a car to take Amy home. It’s not safe outside at night.”

But before I could even finish speaking, Leo strode toward me.

He grabbed my clothes, yanked out my phone, and smashed it onto the ground, grinding it under his shoe until it shattered. Then he slapped me hard across the face.

“Olivia, if I don’t teach you a lesson, you really won’t know your place anymore, will you?! Amy doesn’t need your concern! She’s not going anywhere tonight—she’s staying right here! We have to win that necklace!”

“As for that idiot pretending to be rich when she’s about to go blind—whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with me!”

The elderly lady sat collapsed on the floor. After a long moment, she finally managed to straighten up a little.

Following the direction of the voice, she “looked” toward Leo with hollow eyes. Her voice was hoarse yet calm.

“Young man, my son will be here soon. He promised to pick me up today. That child has quite a temper… If he sees me like this… I’m afraid he might take it out on you.”

Looking at her miserable state, Leo couldn’t help bursting into laughter. His laughter grew louder and louder, more and more unrestrained.

“Old woman! Do you think Leo scares easily? I’m the Underboss of the Colombo family! I’ve been running this street for fifteen years—what kind of scenes haven’t I seen? What can your son possibly do to me? Break my fingers? Snap my legs? I’m so scared!”

He strode forward, towering over her as he looked down.

“You’d better tell your son not to hold back. If he’s got a temper, let him show it. I’d really love to see it today! I want to find out just how bad the temper of some old woman’s son can be!”

“Young man… he’s from the Morretti family—”

But before the woman could finish her sentence, Leo stepped forward, slammed her head down onto the floor, and then yanked her back up again.

“So what if it’s the Morretti family? What is he, some errand boy? Let me tell you—even if the Don of the Morretti family himself came here today, this necklace would still have to be given to my sister!”

The moment the words left his mouth, the door of the VIP room burst open along with a rush of chaotic footsteps.

Through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw a man in the corridor—his face dark and grim—surrounded by a group of burly men in black.

Alessandro Morretti, the current Don of one of New York’s Five Mafia Families.

One of his hands had already slipped into the inner pocket of his suit.