Chapter 7 - Maya Told Me Isabella Had Never Feared Marco—She Had Feared the Man Who Sat Beside Me at Every Family MeetingMaya knew more than a child should.
She remembered hiding.
Running.
Changing houses.
Never using her real name.
She remembered Isabella telling her stories about me.
“She said Daddy was dangerous.”
I smiled sadly.
“She wasn't wrong.”
“She said you were good.”
That hurt more.
“Did she tell you who hurt her?”
Maya shook her head.
“She said the bad man was close.”
“How close?”
“He sat beside Daddy.”
I thought of Marco.
Then every other person.
My advisors.
My guards.
My lawyers.
My family.
Maya handed me a drawing.
It showed a man with a black ring.
Only one person in my organization wore that ring.
Samuel Moretti.
My uncle.
The man who had raised me after my father died.
The man I trusted more than anyone.
I felt sick.
Samuel had been at my wedding.
He had held Lily after she was born.
He had cried at Isabella's funeral.
And he had known about Maya.
Marco stared at the drawing.
“Boss.”
“I know.”
Samuel had betrayed me.
But there was one problem.
We had no proof.
Then Elena spoke.
“I do.”
She revealed a recording Isabella had left behind.
Her voice filled the warehouse.
“Alessandro, if you're hearing this, I'm probably dead.”
I closed my eyes.
“I didn't tell you about Maya because Samuel found out.”
The recording continued.
“He wanted the child.”
“Not because he hated her.”
“Because she inherited something.”
I stared.
“What?”
May you like
Isabella whispered:
“The Moretti ledger.”
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