The day dawned on the bustling city, with the sun casting its golden hue across the skyline. Donovan Giambelli, the formidable CEO of Giambelli Industries, emerged from his sleek penthouse, where floor-to-ceiling windows framed a panoramic view of the city. His tailored suit, sleek and refined, spoke the power he commanded, even to the very few who didn't know of his identity.
Since his return three days ago, Donovan hadn't deigned to return to the Giambelli Mansion. At least not yet. He had met his mother for dinner the night of his return, but he was much too busy to pay a visit to the Family house. Especially with how busy he was cleaning up the mess his Uncle had made with the company. He never should've trusted the man.
As Donovan stepped into the sleek, black luxury car waiting at
