CHAPTER 451. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. A New Story**EIGHT MONTHS LATER**Time had flown by too quickly. One day, Dandara was only sleeping, and in the blink of an eye, she had become a tiny little explorer crawling over carpets and making a mess in her high chair because she wanted to do everything on her own.Chiara and Jhon had stayed in Paris, but it had become a family tradition to gather in Lucerne on weekends, so family time was a priority for everyone.“Are the bags packed, love?” he shouted from the kitchen, and Chiara came out of the room carrying a small suitcase.“Mine is already by the door, and this one’s Dandara’s... Where is the baby?”Jhon pursed his lips and sighed. “I think we’ll know when she cries.” “Jhon!” “She’s in the living room, playing very nicely in her playpen,” he laughed, pulling her close for a hug. “You fall for that every time. You know I wouldn’t let her roam free—any other baby might fall in love with her and kidnap her.” Chiara gave him a soft kis

CHAPTER 452. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. Preface*Synopsis* Milo was the youngest of the Keller brothers. Outgoing, flirty, and always cheerful, everything was always fine with him… until his sister and niece became victims of a baby trafficking ring. From that moment on, his carefree life turned into a mission to reunite broken families. Luckily, he had a list and was part of a team capable of carrying out such dangerous investigations. But what will happen when, during one of the raids, he finds a child who isn’t on that list? Will Milo be able to leave the child in the adoption system, or will he sacrifice everything, even his thirst for justice, to save one instead of all of them? The only thing he knows for sure is this: that child has a mother, and he must find her. **PREFACE** “I’m not going to say I’m sorry, because I’m not,” Milo murmured with a sigh as he looked out the window of the van speeding through the streets. “Dandara’s lucky to have you as her dad and my sister as her m

CHAPTER 453. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. VictimsThat bed flew as if it were a toy because, despite looking sweet and gentle, Milo Keller was as massive as his brothers. He rushed to the child’s side, his heart pounding in his chest, and lifted him up to examine him.“Doc! Jhoooon!”The boy was suffocating, his small arms and legs hanging limp at his sides as he struggled to breathe. A second later, Dr. Martínez came running over and knelt to check on the child.“Speedy, the medical bag, now!” he ordered, and the sound of hurried footsteps descending the stairs followed.“He can’t breathe!” Milo’s voice was thick with panic. “He can’t breathe...”But before Milo could attempt something desperate, like CPR, the doctor stopped him with a stern gesture.“Calm down. Panic won’t help in this situation,” the doctor said while assessing the boy’s reactions. “Help me sit him up.”A few seconds later, Speedy placed the medical bag beside them, and with the stethoscope on the child’s back, the doctor imm

CHAPTER 454. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. Fate“Search the house,” Milo requested, leaning closer to the phone. “Anything related to him. Anything will help.”Billy replied that he would get to work immediately, and they waited impatiently until the doctor came out an hour later.“He’s stable now,” the doctor said, and a sigh of relief escaped Milo’s chest. “He’s severely allergic, and it seems his asthma can be triggered by just a few specks of dust. He’ll need a lot of care from now on. Would you like to see him?”Milo nodded, and the doctor led them to a private room where the little boy was lying down, sleeping.As Milo approached the bed, now more relaxed, he noticed the boy had honey-colored hair and a small button nose. His cheeks were pink from the warmth of the room, and his thin lips were slightly parted under the oxygen mask. Even asleep, he looked tired and sad, as if he had been through a lot.“I’m glad he’s okay,” Milo whispered. “How old do you think he is?”“We did a study called

CHAPTER 455. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. Proud/Toxic DadTwenty-four hours had passed since they arrived at the hospital. The team had already taken care of everything, and Speedy had boarded a private plane back to Switzerland to return the rescued baby to his mother. The rest of the guys were still in Prague, waiting outside the hospital, now dressed in civilian clothes to avoid drawing attention.Milo hadn’t left that room except to change clothes; first, because he didn’t want to leave the baby alone, and second, because the baby didn’t want him to leave. No one could explain it, maybe it was just the fact that Milo had been the one to pull him out from under that bed when he was suffocating. The truth was, there was a special bond between the child and him.So, when Jhon came in with good news, he found them in a position that had already become almost routine: Milo half-curled in the too-small rocking chair, clearly not built for men of his size, with the little boy sprawled across his ch

CHAPTER 456. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. A sad woman**TWO MONTHS LATER**“Anja!” The restaurant captain's shout blasted through her head like a horn. Abbot had the shrillest, most unpleasant voice on planet Earth, and worst of all, he loved using it, especially with her.Anja wiped her tear-streaked eyes and stepped out of the kitchen’s refrigerator. That man enjoyed scolding her in front of everyone—employees, customers—it didn’t matter. He would call her useless, shouting that she didn’t like to work.In part, he was right. She wasn’t useless, but she didn’t want to work. All she wanted was to curl up in her bed and waste away quietly from hunger and sorrow, like any grieving person. But unfortunately, a small survival instinct remained within her, and to survive, she had to eat. To eat, she had to work.You might ask: Why didn’t she just find another job? Well, after three years in prison, hardly anyone was willing to hire her. People avoided her like the plague, and those who didn’t felt

CHAPTER 457. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. Are You Going to Pounce on Me?“So, a rare steak...” Anja was scribbling in her notepad. “Juicy... very juicy... okay, I get it, barely cooked... yes, sir... yes...” She walked to the kitchen to place the order, and Sonia intercepted her on the way back. “That guy says he wants you to wait on him,” Sonia grumbled, and Anja glanced in his direction. “That guy,” Anja thought. He must’ve done something to Sonia because he was no longer “the hunk” but “that guy.” “Good evening. I heard you requested a server change. What would you like to order?” The man looked at her, but her eyes were fixed on her notepad. “Can you recommend something?” he asked gently, and she met his gaze. “Try a better restaurant. I’m mad at the captain, and I think I drooled on all the steaks,” Anja replied, and he laughed—a clear, bright smile that made her shiver. “So, how about dessert? Did you drool on those too?” “No, not on those,” she muttered. “Great. Would you mind br

CHAPTER 458. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. A Sinister Care BearAnja felt a sharp pain in her chest. She didn’t love her job at the restaurant, but she knew she depended on it."You’re fired. Get out of here!""Fine, then pay me what you owe me and I’ll leave!" she replied, holding back the lump in her throat."Pay you? Do you know how much each of those cuts of meat costs? You ruined four!" Abbot hissed with contempt."I ruined one! The rest was the cook’s fault and that idiot who refused to eat any of them!" Anja exclaimed as her eyes began to tear up. She earned minimum wage at the restaurant, and tips weren’t generous in a place like that. If she didn’t at least get paid the basics, she wouldn’t have enough to cover the rent for the lousy room she was staying in. "You owe me for the last two weeks and severance for six months! I’m not an idiot, I know my rights!""You have no rights!" Abbot shouted. "You’re only here because I allowed it. And unless you want to go back to jail, you better lea

CHAPTER 459. TO BELIEVE AGAIN: I Don’t Believe YouAnja thought it over a hundred times before stepping out of her door. Did she have doubts about what that man might want? Plenty. But the situation was simple: after much struggle, she had managed to get a job at the restaurant, the Austrian prison "reintegration into society" program was garbage, and no one wanted to hire her. Before going to prison, she had been an administrator at an elementary school, but with her record, she couldn't even dream of that anymore.Her survival instinct had always been stronger, so eventually, she left her room and went down the stairs, spotting a nearly luxury black van parked in front of her building. Milo was leaning against it, and Anja immediately turned back around."Hey, wait! Where are you going?" he shouted after her."Anywhere far from your ice-filled bathtub. I’m not an organ donor, neither voluntarily nor involuntarily," she grumbled, and Milo let out a laugh that made her stop. "What?"H

CHAPTER 460. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. His name... is...Milo felt something stir inside him as he watched her cry, the desperation and sincerity in those tears all too evident."Listen, I don’t have all the answers right now, but everyone says DNA doesn’t lie, right?" he murmured, lifting her chin to meet her eyes. "You won’t know what’s really going on until we’re there and you redo the tests. So... do you want to come to Switzerland with me? Are you willing to do this, Anja?"The young woman looked up at the sky, where the clouds were breaking through the sun with a slight breeze. Despite the fear she felt, she nodded."Yes," she finally said. "I have to know... Can we leave now?"Milo nodded softly. "Of course. I have a private flight waiting for us."Anja stood up, and they walked back to the parking lot together. They were about to arrive when a car sped past them, kicking up a cloud of dust. Milo cursed, and Anja stepped back.She covered her mouth and started coughing violently while