Isabella never expected that Grazia, while watching a variety show, would associate it with Andrew. But what Grazia said was indeed true. Andrew had a high emotional intelligence, was witty and humorous, and everyone who met him instantly liked him. He was such a good person, and his sudden death was undeniably heart-wrenching.
"Grazia, how did you and Andrew meet? Can you tell me?" Isabella inquired.
"We were college classmates and met through a student club activity. At first, I deliberately concealed my identity as the Mafia princess because I knew that once people found out, they'd keep their distance. So, I tried to appear as ordinary as possible," Grazia explained, her face glowing and her eyes sparkling, making Isabella unable to look away.
"I'm not sure how we grew closer. It was Andrew who initiated conversations, and we started chatting, having meals together, and even going out on weekends. He eventually confessed his feelings, and that's when we officially started dating."
It was a particularly sweet college love story, Isabella thought, but no one could have predicted its tragic ending.
"When we first got together, I hadn't revealed my true identity. After some time, I was afraid that continuing the relationship would put him at risk. That's when I decided to tell him. Andrew was shocked when he heard my true identity. He asked for some time to think, and as you can see, he chose me in the end."
With tears in her eyes, Grazia continued, "I thought we'd be happy, but we didn't even have children, and he's gone."
Isabella embraced Grazia and said nothing. Her words felt feeble at this moment. Physical gestures were the only way to console her.
Lilly soon prepared breakfast. "Oh, my two beautiful princesses, come and enjoy your breakfast," she said.
Isabella immediately said to Grazia, "Let's go, have some breakfast. Lilly prepared your favorite cake."
The goal was to shift Grazia's attention as much as possible. Andrew's funeral was scheduled for three days later. Due to the current unstable situation and multiple threats, it would be a grand but small-scale event, attended only by their closest confidants.
After Andrew's burial, Emanuele promptly arranged for Leo and Sophia to leave the country. Since Grazia didn't wish to go abroad, they settled her into his apartment. He stationed part of their estate's security guards to protect the apartment. Most of his wealth was now stored there, and more importantly, it was where the two women he needed to protect were residing.
However, the frustrating part was that they couldn't get any Sicilian to reveal Frederick's address; they all seemed to be tight-lipped. Their leads had gone cold.
Time was of the essence, and facing Frederick's provocation, Emanuele felt he had been too passive. He needed to take the initiative.
With that in mind, Emanuele looked down at his phone and decided to make a call.
Isidoro was a bit surprised when he received Emanuele's call. "Emanuele, what's going on? Facing an issue that's hard to solve?"
"We've found traces of Frederick in New York, but we're uncertain about the exact address. Can you help us on your end?" Emanuele asked.
With no leads to follow, the people he had sent to investigate suspicious locations had all returned empty-handed. Their New York network was limited, so he decided to seek Isidoro's assistance.
"Wait, I will send Frederick's address to you via text message," Isidoro said.
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