Chapter 92“Andrea, you are now connected to 'Re Della”, Marco said, placing the open laptop on the table.“Re Della”, Andrea said with a nod of his head.“Rodriguez. It's a shame you can't join us here”, Podrego said, lifting the stout glass to his mouth. The dark brown liquid flowed eagerly into his mouth.“A shame you say. Do I happen to be missing out on anything?”Podrego's eyes darkened and Andrea's sly smile formed almost immediately. Marco spoke up immediately as he noticed the growing tension between them.“Gentlemen. Let's get down to business, shall we?”“Of course. Headlines. The Mafia who claimed this would be an easy job has failed to eliminate the target in the person of my half-brother, Emilio Rodriguez.”Podrego gritted his teeth. “My men were ready!”, Podrego said, banging his hand on the table.“Re Della!”Podrego relaxed himself on the chair, cigarette in his hand. “You should have told us that your brother's bodyguards were going to be there!”“Maybe if your dear

Chapter 94“If it isn't the asshole, Sofia Brown”, Sasha said, walking up to Sofia slowly. Her big blue heavy wooly jacket swayed with difficulty from side to side. She tipped up her glasses to her hair and struck a pose, looking haughtily at Sofia. She took a step further but the security stopped her.“No.”, Sofia said, raising one hand. “Let her”“Hmm.. how fancy. You have little cronies now”“Really Sasha? Right here? Outside the building?”“Well, unlike you darling, I'm cultured. I was raised to be uncouth from a poor, broke-ass background. I grow up to be lady and to not spread rumors to make myself look good”“Rumors?”“You heard right. Rumors. Rumors about sleeping with the boss's brother and giving information to potential threats to the company”“And how, Sasha, did I spread rumors about you?”“Or you aren't aware? Anything without concrete evidence is a rumor. I mean, where's the evidence you narcissistic bastard? Where's the evidence of all the rumors you've spread? You know

Chapter 96“Morning,mio figlio, how are you?”“Very fine sir. I hope you slept well Father?”“Yes,I did”, Vincenzo said, holding on to the wooden rail of the staircase. He stopped, his eyes making a mess of the environment around him. Emilio watched his father with concern.“Are you okay Father?”, Emilio said, walking up to the step where he was.“Yes. I'm just… a little dizzy this morning. The usual morning haze”“Maybe you should…”“Bedrest? No, I'm fine, Emilio. Thank you”Emilio helped him down the remaining stairs. “Thank you mio figlio”He walked to the head of the table by himself, taking his seat.“Is breakfast ready?”“Yes it is, dear”, Maria said, some of the servers following behind her,large silver serving bowls in hand.“I had them make fresh yoghurt, dear, just the way you like it”, she said, placing the jug at the center of the table. “Madeline, will you walk faster?! Don't be daft!”“Ye…ye…yes, ma'am”Madeline dropped the silver serving bowl full of hot Grissini (ita

Chapter 98Jerry walked into Finn's large sitting room, dressed in Calvin Klein pants and a shorthand Ralph Lauren V-necked shirt.. He removed hisOakley dark shades and let it hang on the V-neck of his shirt.As usual, Finn was at the mini bar, his tumbler in hand. Jerry ran a hand through his hair before walking over to Finn.“My man”, Finn said as he stood up to hug Jerry.“Haven't seen you in the crib for the longest time”Jerry shrugged. “I've been busy”“Busy?”, Finn said, scoffing. “What are you so busy with?”“That's none of your business man. Right now, I need you to do me a favor”Finn smiled in a sly and crafty way. Jerry looked at him, eyebrows up. “A favour? What the hell do you need help with?”“I need some cash”“Some cash?”“Yeah”“And you came to me?”“Come on bro. I know you got money. You still got that trust fund, don't you?”“And so? I don't see your name on my trust fund money?”“Come on Finn”“I don't have any cash, man. thought you were rich. I thought you had

Chapter 100“Definitely not, Signore!”“Take it to the kitchen instead. Don't mind Signora's instructions”, Vincenzo said, rising. Lego took the plate hurriedly from Vincenzo's hands and headed down the stairs with it but not to give it to kitchen attendants though. He poured some of the contents in a petri dish and slipped into his pocket. On getting to the kitchen, he pretended to miss his step. Crash!The glass hit the tile floor and shattered immediately.“My Word!”Madam Tamina exclaimed. “Are you okay, Signore. Sei ferito? (are you hurt)”“I’m okay madam Tamina, thank you”He bent down to gather the shattered glass.“Oh no Signore!”, Madam Tamina said, getting on all fours. “Madeline!”“No need for that, Signore. Non preoccuparti (don't worry about it. We'll handle it.”She stretched for a nearby parker. “We got this covered Signore, please. Grazie”Lego finally rose to his feet putting his hands in his pocket.“Madeline!”“Yes, Madam Tamina.”“Sei improvvisamente diventato s