Chapter 67 Leonard, Give Me A Gift
- Leonard DeLuca let out a low laugh. "Mrs. DeLuca, this is a promise you wrote with your own hand. You have to keep your word."
- Elena Schultz's face turned so red that it seemed as if blood would drip from it. "You're so shameless. Clearly, you were holding my hand and making me write it!"
- "Well, it was still written by your hand."