Part 30

The voice, gentle, soft, and tender, entered Ignazio's ears, sending strange vibrations throughout his body, causing Ignazio's heart to somehow race faster, and his eyes suddenly welled up.

Ignazio averted his gaze, trying to hide the sudden feelings of emotion and guilt that he felt out of nowhere. Back then, when he left her, the girl's figure was still a small, red baby. Her head was no bigger than Ignazio's palm, and all the baby could do was cry loudly.

The memory of the faint cries of that baby when he left without any feelings five years ago was vivid in Ignazio's mind.

"Sorry, Sir. I have to take Gianna to the bathroom," Olivia said, asking for permission as she quickly took Gianna into the penthouse, passing by Ignazio, who was still standing in his place.

Ignazio paused for a moment, smelling the distinct fragrance of children mixed with Olivia's faint perfume as they passed. At the same time, Olivia also paused when she saw the familiar figure standing in the middle of the