j The De Luca mansion had never felt so chaotic. Since arriving the previous night, Isabella had refused to smile. She refused to play. She refused to eat properly. And worst of all— She cried for Elena. Again and again. "Mama..." The little girl sat curled up on the large bed in her new room hugging her teddy bear tightly. "I want Mama." Several maids looked at each other helplessly. Nobody knew how to comfort her. Meanwhile Sofia was losing patience. "Stop crying already." Isabella immediately lowered her head fearfully. But tears continued falling. "I miss Mama." Sofia clenched her jaw. "I am your mother." "No." The answer came softly. But it hurt more than a scream. "I want my Mama Elena." Sofia stormed out of the room furiously. The moment she left, Leonardo q

