Chapter 9 - I Destroyed the Empire My Father Built—Then My Son Opened His Eyes and Changed My Entire FutureI sold everything.
Restaurants.
Clubs.
Warehouses.
Shipping companies.
Anything connected to organized crime.
I turned legitimate businesses over to independent management.
The money went into trusts.
Hospitals.
Children's foundations.
Programs for families affected by organized crime.
The Rossi name became something different.
Not a threat.
A warning about what happens when power is left unchecked.
Leo survived.
His condition improved.
Doctors still couldn't explain why Clara's milk had helped him when everything else failed.
But I stopped looking for explanations.
Some things don't need them.
One morning, I entered the nursery.
Leo opened his eyes.
Then he smiled.
A real smile.
I sat beside him.
“Hey, little man.”
His fingers wrapped around mine.
I cried.
This time, I didn't hide it.
Clara stood in the doorway.
She smiled.
“He knows you're his father.”
I looked at her.
“You saved him.”
She shook her head.
“Your wife did.”
“How?”
“She prepared me.”
I looked at Leo.
Then at the photograph of Isabella beside his crib.
“I miss her.”
“I know.”
“Every day.”
“I know.”
Clara stepped closer.
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“Then make sure he grows up knowing who she was.”
I promised.
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