Chapter 34

• ALEX’S POV
• I leaned back in the plush chair in my nephew’s office, making myself at home despite the glare Sandrino threw my way. Lately, I’d found myself coming here more often, my concern for him outweighing his clear disdain for my presence.
• Sandrino, as expected, didn’t appreciate my meddling, but I wasn’t about to stop. Someone had to steer him in the right direction, and if that meant constantly clashing with his stubbornness, so be it.