Gaia's POVLysandro had come for me.That theory appeared in my mind instantly.Why else would Lysandro, who was basically the king of Montrelle, appear in the residence of the Millers, who had clearly fallen to bitter fortunes?However, as I saw Lysandro's cool, solemn visage and felt his dark presence, my sanity once again claimed high ground. As if pleading, it kept reminding me that he was a mob boss—the lord of the underworld and Montrelle's infamous playboy, and he would never go out of his way to help a woman.That I wouldn't be the exception.And yet, Lysandro slowly and steadily walked into the living room and stopped by the couch, his expression never changing. Still, there was a hint of annoyance in those dark green eyes of his.That was when Jonas recovered from his shock and sprinted downstairs, nervous as he asked, "To what do we owe the pleasure, Mr. Godino? Of course, this is such a huge surprise, but our family is really honored. Please, have a seat…"I raise
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