Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake
“The Radov boy. The data prodigy.”
He just didn't want to call my child’s name.
“He has a name, Silas. It’s Leonardo,” I said, my voice turning fiercely maternal, the protective instinct chewing through my composure. “And right now, Yamelyan is using your logistics, your shipping corridors, and your private security details to secure my daughter, Luna, at the coastal docks as leverage to force him back into a chemical sedation chair.”
Silas didn't blink. “Yamelyan’s market-algorithm integrations are critical to our third-quarter shipping margins.”
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