Novels by Eminent

Anthony swallowed hard as he shifted his gaze to Vincent, who had just settled back into his seat with a serious expression.“I—I,” he stammered and pressed his lips together. Vincent’s eyes bore into him. "Relax, Anthony," he said, patting the man's shoulder. "I don’t have anything on you. I just want to know about your relationship with him.”Anthony exhaled as tension left his body like air from a punctured balloon. The relief in his eyes was palpable—he had thought he was in serious trouble. He didn't want to get on the bad side of his boss. But after hearing Vincent’s words, he realized that his boss wasn’t considering him as the problem.“Yes, I know him,” Anthony replied, his voice regaining some confidence. “Alessandro Bianchi, He's a business associate. We’ve worked together for years.”Vincent’s eyes narrowed as he turned to exchange a meaningful look with Luca, silently confirming that Bianca’s intel was right. "What do you know about him?""Is there a problem, Mr. Moretti

“Hmm... Alessandro is from Italy,” Bianca began, glaring at Vincent, who was engrossed in the paperwork before him. “He attended school and earned his degree in America.” “America? Why not Italy?” Vincent raised his head, shifting his gaze from the files to meet hers. “His father was an influential man who valued education highly. He believed that studying in America would provide his sons with a broader perspective and better opportunities. That’s why he made Alessandro and his elder brother study in a different country. His father was the one who initially owned Bianchi fiance, but Alessandro became the owner of his elder brother’s untimely death. The tragedy struck on the very day the elder brother was to take over the company. Their father couldn’t bear the loss and died of a heart attack shortly after.” “Alessandro had an elder brother?” Vincent’s brow furrowed, a puzzled expression crossing his face. He wondered why he didn't know of this. From all the documents he had gone

"It's the family's attorney, Mr. Pietro Lombardi—Bianca’s father, the man I told you about," Luca said, stretching the tablet toward Vincent. "He’s requesting a video call."Vincent's face showed his disapproval at the mention of speaking to this older man. He wasn't ready to speak to this man just yet, despite all the good things Luca had shared about him. Luca had explained how Mr. Pietro Lombardi had been a loyal and trusted ally of the Moretti family for decades, overseeing their legal affairs, properties, and businesses. Mr. Pietro had been like a brother to Vincent's father, Alberto Moretti.Before his death, Alberto had entrusted Pietro with the responsibility of delivering his will to Vincent. It was as if Alberto had foreseen his own demise and made this move to protect the Moretti empire from the vultures within the family. He knew he had many enemies, and Pietro was the safeguard of his life's work.With a resigned nod, Vincent took the tablet and swiped to accept the call

"Do you know him?" Vincent's voice held a note of surprise, his piercing gaze locking onto Bianca."Of course I do. It was all over the news when he won the Bianchi Finance case after being sued for fraud," Bianca replied, her voice feigned a hint of curiosity. "I was the lawyer who handled that case," he said, standing up and walking to the window with his hands in his pockets. The memory is clearly still raw. "Even though I lost, I’m certain Alessandro used his influence to manipulate the court."Bianca watched him intently, her eyes following every of his step. "So, that’s why you hold this grudge against him," she observed quietly.Vincent let out a bitter laugh, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon. "It wasn’t just the case. After what he did with my wife, I was relentless in my pursuit of revenge. But he was a step ahead. He knew my plans, and he cut me off—by sending me to jail.""I'm sorry for all you've been through, Young Master," Bianca said, her eyes filled with sympathy

As the sleek black car pulled up to the grand mansion, Vincent stepped out first, followed closely by Luca. With a troubled expression on his face, Vincent strode down the hallway towards the mansion entrance. The scene that had ensued at the boutique earlier still lingered in his mind, especially since it involved his ex-wife. Luca let out a sigh as he followed behind his boss, knowing all too well the thoughts swirling in his boss mind. Vincent opened the giant door that led into the sitting room area, where a stunningly beautiful woman with piercing eyes caught his attention. Her curves were accentuated by her perfectly tailored clothes. She stood up from where she sat when she noticed Vincent arrive. Vincent paused mid-step, surprised by this unexpected guest. He turned to look at Luca with a questioning gaze. "This is the urgent matter you needed me to attend to?" Vincent asked, gesturing to the beautiful woman. “Yes, young master. She's Bianca Lombardi, the daughter o

"Young Master," Luca called out after spotting Vincent, who was completely engrossed by the whole scenario. Luca's face bore a worried expression as he swiftly made his way towards Vincent, drawing the attention of everyone in the boutique who wondered who he was addressing. As he neared Vincent, the manager hurried over to him."Welcome, Mr. Marchetti," she greeted with a warm smile, momentarily diverting attention from Vincent. She recognized Luca immediately; when Vincent's late father, the former head of the Moretti Group, stayed in New York during his holidays, it was Luca who had assisted him with all his clothing needs at this very boutique. Luca managed a small smile in response to the manager's greeting before proceeding towards Vincent, who stood calmly. The eyes of every person in the room followed Luca, their gazes filled with curiosity as he approached Vincent. "Young Master," Luca said with a sigh of relief, "I've been so worried about you. We've been searching tirele