Genna's POVWhy is he suddenly interested in what a little girl of eight is saying?“Shhhh. Alright, Denise. You need to rest now. The doctor said so himself. You heard him, right?” I said, when Denise was about to talk.Leonardo cleared his throat, standing up from the bed.“She's right, Denise. You need to rest. Genna, stay with her. I'll go back to my study.” I nodded in acknowledgement, and he walked away quietly to his room.*****Leonardo's POV The weight of my empire sat heavy on my shoulders, yet tonight, none of it compared to the worry gnawing at my chest. I stood by the window of my study, swirling the amber liquid in my glass, my thoughts far from the stacks of cash and the enemies lurking in the shadows. My eight-year-old niece, Denise, had fallen sick, and that mattered more than anything else. I turned away from the glass panes, exhaling sharply. "Zico," I called. My right-hand man stepped in almost immediately, his broad frame filling the doorway. "Boss?" "Go
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