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Leon sat in his chair with a tense face. Both of his hands were clenched, his eyes staring sharply at the phone screen he had just slammed onto the table. The message he sent to Giselle was only read without a reply. His anger burned even hotter.

“How dare she ignore me,” Leon muttered in a heavy voice.

A cold aura immediately filled the office. Leon was not an ordinary man—mafia blood flowed in his veins. Connections, power, and threats were his weapons. And this time, he would use them all for one thing only: to find Giselle.

Leon reached for the satellite phone on his desk, pressing one...