53

That night, Leon’s black car stopped before the grand gate of the De Santos Mansion. The towering iron gate opened automatically, signaling that the mafia heir had just arrived. With a cold expression, Leon stepped out of the car, then opened the rear door.

Without giving Giselle a chance to resist, Leon lifted that petite body again.

“Put me down, Leon! I can walk on my own!” Giselle struggled, punching Leon’s shoulder in annoyance.

Leon only glanced briefly, his lips thinning. “Be quiet, Giselle. You’re making me angrier.”

“I don’t care!” Giselle snapped. “I am not an object you can haul around as you please!”

But Leon continued to...