Chapter 72: Forget

*Leon*

Arthur, my second brother, was the king of the underworld in New York City. Currently, he was sitting across from me, smoking a fine Cuban cigar, his legs crossed, and looking at me with an air of victory about him. He exuded a smug aura that disgusted me.

He didn't hide his feelings at all. Even without him speaking, I already understood the purpose of his visit.

It was Conrad who sent him to give me a warning. His intention was clear. I had to show some sincerity if I wanted to return to the family. My marriage to Osip was supposed to take place soon, but it wouldn't count. I had to contribute something of my own, like the Kingsland Hotel.

Arthur came here today to ask me to surrender control of the hotel, but this hotel had a special meaning to me. This land was a legacy that was left to me by my mother. Everything here from the day the foundation was laid was built brick by brick by my own hand. There were also my memories of Vicky and me here. I wasn't