#Chapter 135 - Help From Across The Country

Aldo Eva and Stasia Morozov. Sisters. Identical twins to be exact. Apparently, they lived on the complete other side of the country where they helped run the Russian division on the West Coast. I’d never heard of them. The name Morozov didn’t ring any sort of bells in my mind. Although the Marcellos didn’t make it a habit to stray beyond its home borders. Irena’s smile was meant to reassure me that they would be able to help Layla. “Who are they exactly?” I asked. “Eva and Stasia are our distant grandnieces,” Dmitri said. I wasn't sure how I felt about his use of the word ‘distant’. What exactly did that mean in this case? Were they distant by means of blood relation, or was it because it was better to keep these two women at a much-needed distance? Or was it both? “And how is it that they may be able to help?” Dmitri sat back in his chair and lowered his gaze to the table in front of us. “While their first priority is helping the family run its usual busi