Chapter 256 Progess

Chapter 256: Chapter 256 Progess

Daisy stayed on the balcony for a little longer, enjoying the cool breeze and the beautiful moon hanging above them. Eventually, she finished her hot chocolate and turned toward Alessio, giving him a gentle smile before gesturing that she was going back to her room.

Alessio nodded.

"Good night, Daisy."

She waved at him before disappearing into the bedroom and leaving him alone on the balcony.

He remained there for a while, looking at the empty space where she had been standing.

The night suddenly felt rather lonely.

With a quiet sigh, he finished his drink and returned to his desk. There was still work waiting for him and tonight, he had something particularly important to examine.

His men had finally discovered a few traces connected to the investigation into his missing little sister.

Alessio opened the documents they had sent him and began studying them carefully. Most of the information was incomplete, but one particular detail caught his attention.

Little D.

The name appeared in the collected reports more than once.

According to the information his men had gathered, Little D seemed to have some connection with the very people suspected of kidnapping his younger sister.

Alessio leaned back in his chair, his green eyes fixed on the documents.

Who was this person?

And how closely were they connected to the kidnapping?

He read through the reports again, comparing dates, locations, and the names of the individuals involved. Every small detail mattered. He couldn’t afford to overlook anything, not when he had spent so many years searching for his sister.

The more he examined the information, the more questions arose.

He barely noticed the passing hours.

By the time he finally closed the documents, it was almost three in the morning. His eyes were tired but his mind refused to settle. Even after getting into bed, he kept thinking about the newly discovered clues.

Sleep came reluctantly.

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When Alessio woke up the following morning, Daisy had already left.

He had hoped to see her before she went out for her photoshoot.

Apparently, he had slept through the opportunity.

After freshening up, he went downstairs. The mansion was relatively quiet, except for the occasional sound of household staff moving around.

As he entered the living room, he noticed Mateo sitting on the sofa with a textbook open in front of him.

His younger brother was working through a series of questions, occasionally checking something in his notebook.

Alessio stopped.

That was unusual.

Usually, Mateo needed considerable persuasion before he willingly opened a textbook. Yet today, he seemed rather focused.

Alessio approached without saying anything and sat beside him.

Mateo was too occupied to notice immediately.

He read a question, worked through the solution and finally wrote down his answer. Then he moved to the next one.

Alessio glanced at the page.

The answers were correct.

He quietly examined the other questions Mateo had already completed. There were several of them and he appeared to have understood the concepts rather well.

A faint look of satisfaction crossed Alessio’s face.

He reached over and patted Mateo’s head.

"Good."

Mateo looked up, startled.

"Brother?"

"Keep studying."

Alessio stood up and headed upstairs.

Mateo stared after him for a moment before looking down at his textbook again. Then he smiled to himself.

He was definitely going to tell Daisy about this.

9:27pm

Once he returned to his room, Alessio picked up his phone and called Mateo’s tutor.

The woman answered after the second ring.

"Good morning, Mr. Ricci."

"Good morning." Alessio glanced at the notes he had taken after seeing Mateo’s completed exercises. "I wanted to discuss Mateo’s progress."

"Oh, of course."

There was a slight change in her voice.

Alessio continued, "I checked his recent work this morning. He seems to be doing considerably better."

"Really?"

"Yes. His understanding has improved, and he is solving questions independently now."

The woman on the other end became noticeably more attentive.

Alessio looked through the notebook once again.

"Very well. I’ll increase your income. He seems to be doing well under your guidance. You’re the tenth tutor we’ve hired for him, and I’m glad we’ve finally found someone capable of getting through to him."

He spoke matter-of-factly, genuinely satisfied with the improvement.

On the other end, the woman felt her cheeks grow warm.

"Thank you, Mr. Ricci. I appreciate your confidence in me."

"Continue the lessons. I expect him to maintain this progress."

"Certainly."

After ending the call, Alessio placed his phone on the desk and returned to his work, already moving on to the next matter.

Meanwhile, the tutor remained seated with her phone in her hand, a faint smile appearing on her face.

She had never particularly liked Mateo. In her opinion, he was stubborn, easily distracted and frustratingly slow whenever she tried to teach him something. She had only continued accepting the assignment because of the generous payment.

But Alessio Ricci was an entirely different matter.

She had developed a crush on him long before she ever became Mateo’s tutor.

He was the head of the powerful Ricci business empire and there were persistent rumours about his connections to the criminal underworld. His wealth and influence were already impressive but his appearance made him even more difficult to ignore.

He was handsome, rich and carried himself with an authority that most men couldn’t imitate.

She had also heard that he kept his personal life remarkably private. Unlike many wealthy men she had encountered, he wasn’t constantly surrounded by actresses, models or women whose names appeared in gossip columns. There were no messy public relationships or endless scandals attached to him.

To her, he was an exception.

Most rich young men she had met behaved like habitual playboys, treating relationships as temporary entertainment. Alessio, on the other hand, seemed entirely different.

And now he had personally called to praise her work and offered to increase her payment.

She looked at her phone again, unable to suppress her smile.

Perhaps working as Mateo’s tutor wasn’t such a bad arrangement after all.