Chapter 422

Eleanor nodded slowly, her eyes deep and enigmatic, like an ocean hiding countless secrets. “I understand, Luciano,” she said softly. Her voice carried a calm determination, yet there was an undertone of melancholy. “But…” Her gaze faltered, dipping toward the floor. “I’m truly sorry.” The faint glow of the room bathed her delicate features in a gentle light, giving her an almost ethereal appearance. “I can’t grant your wish. Am I too willful for insisting on doing things my way? For leaving you with such a heavy burden at Carlos?” Her words hung in the air, and for a moment, Luciano was taken aback. His brows furrowed as if searching for a response. Then, he shook his head and exhaled deeply. “Boss, don’t feel guilty,” he said, his voice steady but tinged with resignation. “This is who you are. It’s always been your way. If you weren’t like this… I doubt I’d admire you as much as I do.” A faint smile tugged at Eleanor’s lips, softening the tension in the room. “So, let me do things my