Semua Bab The Billionaire's Caregiver: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Leo’s presence silenced every whisper, every rumor. Luca stood behind him, scanning the faces around the table. Everyone here had something to lose.Leo’s voice broke the stillness. “Let’s begin the vote.”Mrs. Moretti leaned forward, her diamond bracelet catching the light. “I find this little performance unnecessary,” she said coldly. “You shouldn’t even be here, Leo. Your father built this empire, but even he knew when to step aside.”Leo smiled faintly. She spoke as if she didn’t know he had been the one running things long before the accident. “You’re right, Mrs. Moretti. My father built it. And he also taught me never to let vultures circle his legacy.”The words landed softly, but the sting was sharp. Several board members shifted uncomfortably.“Oh, so I’m the vulture?” she shot back.“I didn’t say you were,” Leo replied evenly. “But if you think you are, perhaps you should change your ways.”A few gasps echoed. The tension thickened as murmurs rippled through the room.Mrs. M

The roar of the private jet echoed across the runway as Lorenzo D’Angelo stepped down, the evening wind tugging at his coat. His expression was unreadable — part exhaustion, part controlled fury. He had flown overnight from Geneva without closing his eyes once.Two black sedans waited on the tarmac. As he got in, his assistant handed him a folder. “Everything you asked for, sir — the minutes from the board meeting, and a transcript of the vote.”Lorenzo flipped through the papers quickly. “Eight to four,” he muttered. “So, he won.”“Yes, sir,” the assistant said carefully. “Mr. Leo retained his position as CEO.”Lorenzo’s jaw tightened. “My boy,” he whispered. He still couldn’t believe Leo had done it — and without him.The drive to the D’Angelo estate was silent. When they reached the gates, the guards straightened instantly — no one had seen the patriarch in weeks.Inside, the mansion was dimly lit. Leo was already waiting in his study, the faint hum of the city spilling through the

Maya entered quietly from the back hallway, a folder of medical notes pressed against her chest. She hadn’t been told there would be guests, let alone cameras. Her steps slowed when she saw Valentina standing beside Leo, radiant under the lights.Across the room, Luca caught her eye, his expression uneasy. Before she could approach him, a staff member gently stopped her. “Please, miss, we’re about to begin.”The air thickened as Leo wheeled himself to the podium, Valentina gliding silently behind him. Flashbulbs flickered. The D’Angelo crest gleamed on the wall behind them, a symbol of legacy, now tied to the wrong promise.Leo’s voice broke through the hum of cameras. “Good morning, and thank you all for coming. In recent months, the D’Angelo Group has faced challenges, both within and beyond these walls. But every challenge tests our unity. Today marks a new chapter for this company, one built on legacy, trust, and strength.”He paused, eyes sweeping the crowd before landing brie

The mansion felt unusually alive that morning, the same kind of stillness that came before drama in the D'Angelo Mansion. Maya could sense it the moment she stepped into the grand hallway. Staff moved briskly, whispers floated through the air, and the faint scent of expensive lilies lingered like a perfume marking new territory. She turned the corner toward the sitting room and froze. Valentina Moretti stood near the window, her reflection gleaming against the glass. She was dressed in white, not innocent white, but the kind meant to blind, to claim space. Her lips curved into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Look who is here,” she said smoothly, as if tasting the name. “Maya. The famous caregiver.” Maya straightened, keeping her voice calm. “Can I help you with something, Ms. Moretti?” “Oh, I think you already have,” Valentina replied, stepping closer. “You’ve been taking such good care of Leo, haven’t you? The whole house talks about how... dedicated you are.” Her tone made

The D’Angelo mansion was quieter than usual, but the silence didn’t bring comfort. It pressed down on Leo like a weight he couldn’t shake, an ache that settled into the bones of the house. He paced his study in uneven steps, his cane leaning against the desk. The sound of his uneven breathing filled the air like a secret he couldn’t contain.The house felt emptier without her. Every creak of the floorboards, every faint hum of the chandelier above, every shadow that flickered along the wall reminded him that she wasn’t there.He hadn’t realized how much he’d relied on Maya until she was gone. Not just for the physical care she provided, but for the quiet steadiness she carried into every moment. Without her, the chaos he’d spent years holding back was creeping in again, silent and insistent.He ran a hand through his hair, staring at the faint reflection of himself in the window. The rain had stopped hours ago, but the storm inside hadn’t. It was building, pulsing in his chest like a