In the middle of the night, Roberto was about to fall asleep when Marco suddenly knocked on the door and entered his room. “Sir, Alex wants to see you. He has urgent news,” Marco said seriously.

Dante’s grandfather frowned. He finally sat up. “In this middle of the night?”

Marco nodded. Roberto sighed. “Let him in,” he said.

Before Marco left the room to call Alex, Alex had already barged in. His face looked pale and worried. “Sir, I have some bad news,” he reported.

“What is it?”

Alex swallowed. He looked down and said, “Something happened to Dante. He’s...”

Roberto looked at him sharply. “What happened to my grandson?!”...