Chapter 63 – Leon: The Eldest Hart
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“Anastacia sure did pick up a nasty place to live…”
A tall man stopped the car to the passing villagers. He had been driving aimlessly since the break of dawn, and the heat was starting to rise on his head.
He confirmed twice with his secretary if the direction given to him was accurate, and so the time he wasted following the stupid map made him scowl like a spoiled child. If Anastacia was not that important to him, then there is no doubt that he has since driven back home.
Leon’s patience can only be counted on his fingers, and he is only willing to use it with those who truly matter to him.
And as of now, only one person comes to mind whenever he thinks of it when it comes to that virtue.
It was none other than Anastacia Salvatore. She is
