Well, it was Debby!A wave of shock washed over Luca as he saw Debby. She hadn't noticed him yet and was still engrossed in her computer.When she raised her head to see who they had assigned to her, her eyes widened in shock.It was as if she had seen a ghost, but she quickly composed herself. Of course, she saw herself as the bigger person, and Luca was just a loser who happened to be dating her friend months back.But wait, he was wearing the latest design of a Louis Vuitton suit and Prada shoes!"A loser doesn't wear something as expensive as that. The whole outfit is worth about $280,000!" she thought to herself.Did he win the lottery or something? Or maybe he rented the suit just to look good for the interview and deceive them. Well, she knew him too well and believed he deserved nothing more than a cleaner or driver position."Oh my god! Who do we have here in search of a job?" she teased, walking closer to him. She rose from her chair with an authoritative tone. "Where is you

Luca's face went white with shock as he slowly bent down and picked up the cheque. He kept looking at it, unable to determine if it was fake or authentic. If he had been given a fake cheque, he would be in serious trouble."Is this a fake cheque?" Another banker approached Quinn and asked, to which she nodded. "Yes, take a look. I believe he was trying to scam us."Luca felt a surge of annoyance as they continued to accuse him wrongly, but he suppressed his words. Now he had to return to the Santaro Hotel and ask George if his cheque was indeed fake."Don't these scammers have any shame?" The banker walked closer to Luca and snatched the cheque from him. Luca's eyes widened in shock at the man's rude manner as he tore the cheque into pieces and threw them in Luca's face."There you go, eat it! I know you're probably thinking of which other bank you can try to scam, but news flash, idiot, you can't pick up the pieces and stitch them back together," he mocked.Luca stood there with clen

After about a thirty-minute drive, Larosa pulled up in front of a gate, and the security quickly opened the door and bowed to her. She parked her car in the garage, and they both got out.As they stepped out of the car and onto the driveway, Luca couldn't help but gawk at the grandeur before him. Larosa's house was like a palatial estate. The entrance was flanked by towering stone columns, and the doors were made of solid oak adorned with intricate carvings.Entering the house, he was struck by the opulence that surrounded him. The foyer boasted a sweeping staircase, its banister made of polished marble. The walls were adorned with priceless artwork, including both photos of Larosa and the Mafia logo. Luca couldn't stop gawking at the artwork of himself on the wall—it was actually a piece depicting him and Larosa when they graduated from middle school."You still have this?" he turned to Rosa.She nodded. "Of course, I still have it. I thought I wouldn't see you again, so it was the o

The nicely dressed lady looked at Luca and hissed, "Please stop the noise. This is not your house."Luca didn't want to say anything to her; he just scowled at her and turned back to the receptionist. "Why would you let her slide in her card for payment first when clearly I was here first? What code of conduct states so?" he sneered.The receptionist looked over at him and sighed. "Look, it's not about who came here first; it's about who can pay for what you just mentioned!"Luca was stunned. He scoffed, "Did I ever say I can't pay for it? Did I?""I didn't say some six thousand five hundred dollars or maybe somewhat kind of six hundred and fifty dollars. I clearly said sixty-five thousand dollars!" the lady frowned, clearly tired of Luca's persistence."And so?" Luca asked, clearly pissed. "I was never deaf, so take my card and do the transaction. I need to go home to my family, and it's late. I need some bed rest for tomorrow's ordeal."The receptionist nodded her head in disappoint

When Luca arrived at the Edward family house, it was already 11:56 p.m., and the whole place was dead silent. However, there were still security men on night shift stationed everywhere around the house. As he exited the cab, he walked inside the compound, being scrutinized by the security. They wouldn't have let him in if they didn't know who he was. He didn't blame them either; it was obviously too late.He looked at his hands. In his right hand, he had the Billionaire Vodka, and in his left, the Mugler dress. He kept walking towards the entrance, thinking that he would give Liv the Mugler gown at work tomorrow. That was what she loved wearing, and since she had helped him with a suit that morning, he wanted to repay her for her kindness.He took the easy route, and thankfully, the door was open. He slowly turned the knob so it wouldn't make any noise, walked inside, and closed it.But then, he was taken aback when he saw Rose and her mother sitting in the living room, still watching