Chapter 91|| VINCENZO's POV ||The meeting room smelled of cigar smoke and expensive whiskey, the air thick with negotiations and numbers. I sat at the head of the table, listening to the ship provider drone on about delays, fuel costs, and security risks. Normally, I’d be fully engaged, analyzing every detail, ensuring nothing slipped past me. But today, my mind was elsewhere.On her.Sancia.She was still in the hospital, recovering. She should’ve been dead by now, but she wasn’t. She survived—like she always did. And I had to believe she’d make it through this, too.I glanced at my watch, resisting the urge to check my phone. Just a little longer, then I’ll go see her.Then my assistant, Luca, burst into the room. His face was pale, his usually sharp demeanor shaken. Something was wrong.“Boss.” His voice was tight, urgent.I sat up straighter. “What is it?”He hesitated for half a second, then exhaled. “It’s your mother.”Something in my chest twisted. “What about her?”“She… she
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