Leah smiled faintly as she ended the call with Jonas.
His sincerity seemed genuine—the Molan Group's bid was indeed 1.3 billion, just as Enzo had told her.
But his claim of hating the family empire? Vowing to destroy it once his? She found that hard to believe.
Few would have the nerve to dismantle such a vast legacy. Did Jonas truly possess that kind of recklessness?
Whatever his true motives, their current goals aligned perfectly. When opportunity knocked, she'd take whatever advantage she could get.
Checking her watch at quitting time, Leah grabbed her bag without hesitation.
Those office documents? Sean would handle them.
Back home, her first ritual never varied—thoroughly scrubbing her hands, sanitizing completely, then donning a sterile gown before entering the nursery. There,
