Chapter 242

• ‘He had everything going for him,’ Leandro said, and now there was disgust in his voice. ‘Related to royalty, Italy’s golden child, adored and intelligent too. He could have accepted everything as his due, given to him on a golden plate, but he worked hard. He was in finance, banking, and he made his own money.’
• ‘He sounds like a good man,’ Zoe said after a moment, when Leandro lapsed into silence once more.
• ‘I thought he was,’ Leandro agreed, his voice caught between bitterness and grief. ‘I thought he was. But he proved me—us—the whole of Italy wrong.’