VINCENZO leaned back in his leather chair, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he scrolled through his phone. His timeline was a mess-every news outlet, every gossip blog, and even random social media users were talking about the same thing.

**Oswald Dino Escobar spotted on a dinner date with Queen Wilberforce!**

**The Ruthless Billionaire shows a soft side?!**

**Apology text? Oswald Escobar? Unbelievable!**

Vincenzo snorted, shaking his head. Of all the things I expected from my cousin, this wasn't one of them. He knew Oswald better than most. After Sophia's death, the man had been a fortress of steel, untouchable, emotionless, completely detached from anything resembling...