Chapter 117

Gesha sat on the large sofa in the family room of the De Santos residence. Her small feet did not reach the floor. In front of her, Leon crouched down, offering her a glass of warm milk.

“Drink first,” Leon said softly. “Your journey was quite long.”

Gesha took the glass with both hands. “Thank you, Uncle.”

Leon sat beside her. “Are you hungry?”

Gesha nodded slightly. “A little.”

Leon turned to the servant. “Prepare some light food. Nothing spicy.”

“Yes, Sir,” the servant replied quickly.

Leon looked at Gesha closely. There was a strange warmth in his chest. The child sat quietly, hugging her doll, her eyes...