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Alessandro's POV

Gianni kept rambling nonstop as we exited the company. We had just concluded a meeting with some fucking Frenchmen, I didn't want to attend in the first place but I just had to fill in for dad.

He still has issues walking and it'd be quite hard to make it here.

Ever since that day when Gianni found that letter, my mind hadn't been at rest. It kept pacing and running wild.

Who could Mr Anonymous be? And why would he want Amelia?

Either ...