Chapter 90: Gina’s plans

  Gina sat in her fancy living room, surrounded by expensive paintings and silk curtains that she had picked out herself. The leather couch felt cool beneath her as she watched her husband Martin walk back and forth across the polished wooden floor.   His footsteps made soft thumping sounds that matched her heartbeat. She could tell he was really upset—his face was red, and his hands kept clenching into fists at his sides.   His niece Anya had just gotten married without telling anyone.   “You are making me dizzy,” Gina said, and he paused.   “Anya says she is married,” he said, and Gina sat up.   "She said that? Martin, honey, maybe we should think about this differently," Gina said calmly, smoothing her skirt with her perfectly manicured hands. "Getting angry about Anya's marriage won't change anything. She could be lying." She watched his reaction carefully, like a cat watching a mouse.   Martin stopped walking and turned to look at her. His face showed how desperate an