Nicholas's mind raced with numerous thoughts as he struggled to process them, trying to piece the scattered fragments together. Vincenzo Russo, Isabella's father, was Alberto Lombardi?
He was the one who knew about the secret? He was the man from five years ago. How was it possible? They had completely different names and completely different identities. It couldn't be real. If it were, everything would become too complicated.
As he thought that, suddenly Isabella's explanation about her revenge crossed his mind. She said her father was involved in the underworld, and they didn't know about it before. He was involved with someone powerful. That someone could be the one to kill them.
And the timing of her parents' death was the same as the time of Alberto's death. They died at the same time—wait, even the same way. Then was it really him?
