124: A Scrutiny Visit
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It was early Monday morning when Dante stood in his room, meditating. The quiet hum of the air conditioner was the only sound accompanying him as he prepared for work.

The curtains were half-drawn, allowing thin streaks of pale sunlight to slip into the room and stretch lazily across the polished floor.

He had been awake for a while, longer than usual, though he would never admit that sleep had eluded him. Today wasn’t an ordinary workday.

He had decided to visit his branch office in Milan, a m
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  • 125

    After Dante’s return from his firm, Santoro had called him over to his manor so they could talk.He hadn’t emphasized what the discussion was about, despite Dante’s attempt to find out.In his words, “There’s something we need to discuss.”That was all, nothing more attached.Because of this, Dante didn’t waste time before leaving for the Santoro estate.To him, it felt like a personal meeting, one that wouldn’t take much time.However, upon his arrival at the family house, he was surprised to see Giulia’s car parked in the garage.That alone stirred a quiet curiosity within him."Had she been here all this while, and Mr. Santoro just decided to call me today?" he wondered.The thought lingered longer than he expected as he stepped out of the car, handing the keys over to one of the attendants. His eyes flicked back briefly to the vehicle, as though it might offer him answers, but of course, it didn’t. It only confirmed one thing—Giulia was here.Dante walked into the manor with his u

  • 124: A Scrutiny Visit

    It was early Monday morning when Dante stood in his room, meditating. The quiet hum of the air conditioner was the only sound accompanying him as he prepared for work.The curtains were half-drawn, allowing thin streaks of pale sunlight to slip into the room and stretch lazily across the polished floor.He had been awake for a while, longer than usual, though he would never admit that sleep had eluded him. Today wasn’t an ordinary workday.He had decided to visit his branch office in Milan, a move he had contemplated for days but only finalized this morning. There were things he needed to see for himself, operations he wanted to observe without filters or rehearsed reports.The incident he witnessed in the Armani headquarters had already made him realize that too much had been happening lately.Dante trusted his instincts more than the polished words of his subordinates. Still, as he buttoned his shirt with careful precision, his mind wasn’t entirely on Milan.Giulia hadn’t returned h

  • 123:. A Disdainful Glares

    Giulia paused mid-sentence, her lips parting slightly as if the next words had suddenly slipped out of reach.For a brief moment, she looked lost, like someone standing at the edge of a memory she wasn’t sure she should revisit."Grandpa, you know we had issues in the past, which seemed to have been resolved,” she finally began, her voice quieter than usual, weighed down by hesitation.The effect was immediate.Santoro’s expression shifted, the faint calm he had been holding onto dissolving into something sharper, more alert.Dante’s reaction was even more pronounced, his face hardened and his eyes narrowing as he turned to her.“What do you mean?” Dante asked quickly, his tone edged with suspicion. “What issue are you talking about?”Giulia swallowed; her throat suddenly felt dry. She hadn’t expected such a strong reaction. Now that she had their full attention, the pressure of explaining herself felt suffocating.She paused again, carefully choosing her words, as though one wrong ph

  • 122: What's That?

    When Dante heard that Mr. Santoro had been discharged from the hospital, relief washed over him.He instructed his driver to drive forward to the Santoro villa instead of his home.The entire ride felt longer than it actually was, and that was because Dante was longing to see him again.By the time he arrived, the compound was already filled with people. Well-dressed men and women stood in clusters, exchanging hushed conversations and artificial smiles. Some held gift bags, while others simply lingered, their eyes sharp and observant.To the average eye, it looked like a gathering of well-wishers, but Dante knew better.Not all of them had come out of concern. Some were here to confirm rumors, to see with their own eyes whether the mighty Santoro had truly survived or if the family was simply putting on a show to hide a loss they couldn’t afford to admit.Dante stepped out of his car, barely sparing anyone a glance. The murmurs around him grew slightly louder as a few recognized him,

  • 121: He's Okay Now

    Giulia walked into Santoro’s ward alongside the doctor, her steps quick but controlled, as though she were holding herself back from breaking into a run. The moment her eyes fell on the old man, she froze.“Oh my goodness. I’m so happy,” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with relief and joy.The sight before her felt almost unreal. The last time she had stood in this very room, fear had gripped her heart so tightly she could barely breathe.Machines had beeped relentlessly, each sound a reminder of how fragile his life had been. But now it was different. There was not even a sight of the machine anymore.Santoro sat upright on the bed, looking stronger than before. His skin had regained a bit of its color, and though age and illness still clung to him, there was a warmth in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. He looked like himself again.The doctor smiled softly, watching Giulia’s reaction. “I’m also happy he made it,” she said, her tone sincere.Giulia let out a breath she hadn

  • 120: You Have To Leave The City

    "Hello, Master," Dante finally answered the call, his voice steady, though there was a faint edge of anticipation beneath it.Behind the wheel, Steve stiffened.The single word "Master" rang in his ears louder than the hum of the engine. His fingers tightened slightly around the steering wheel, though he quickly forced them to relax.Someone like Dante referring to another man as master? It didn’t sit right. From his findings, Dante isn’t just powerful; he is the kind of man others feared, the kind who commanded rooms without raising his voice. Yet here he is, sounding respectful.Steve swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. He kept his eyes glued to the road, pretending complete disinterest, but his mind betrayed him.Every nerve in his body strained to catch even the slightest detail of the conversation. However, he didn’t dare turn his head; he didn’t dare show curiosity. But inside, he was burning with it.“I hadn’t expected your call, Master,” Dante said, sounding genuinely pleased,

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