Chapter 98

A month has passed since the hospital incident, and our daughter, Fiore, has been growing healthier and stronger every day. The threats against our family have seemingly quieted down, but I’ve learned not to let my guard down. Even in moments of peace, I remain vigilant, always on edge, always searching.

In my study, I sit hunched over my laptop, scanning through files and databases, desperately trying to find any trace of my half-brother. Despite our advanced technology and the network of contacts at my disposal, he remains elusive. It's as if he’s a ghost, slipping through every net I cast.

Just then, Mark walks in, his presence a surprising interruption. “Got any leads?” he asks, casually leaning against the doorway.

I glance up, my brows furrowed in confusion. “Why are you asking?”

He smirks, a glint of mystery in his eyes. “I might have some clues for you.”

My interest piqued, I shut the laptop and focus on him. “What do you know?”

Mark shrugs nonchalantly. “Let’s jus