#Chapter 111 - How could she

Layla Ethan continued, his voice steady but urgent. “She’s Michael Rossetti’s older sister. The daughter of Antonio Rossetti. She’s not just connected to them, Layla—she is them. She’s the heir to their empire, the one being groomed to take over when Antonio steps down.” My breath left my lungs in a sharp, disbelieving exhale. “That’s not possible.” “I’ve been digging into this case for weeks,” Ethan admitted, ruffling his already-ruffled hair again. “Since I first met her, in fact. It was accidental, habit, I guess. Didn’t think I’d actually find anything … anyway. A fake name is one thing, but Layla, she’s been hiding in plain sight.” “It does explain how we’ve had so many attacks in our inner circle,” Aldo mused, voice grim. “Ethan, me, the manor … and now Eli.” My mind raced. Vanessa—my friend, my confidante, the woman I had trusted with my son—wasn’t just part of the enemy. She was their queen in waiting. She really was more like me than I could ever have imagined. A