Vincent felt a chill run down his spine as he caught sight of the mysterious man and his wife on their matrimonial bed. Instantly, they scrambled to put on their clothes, clearly disturbed by Vincent's interruption. Vincent's heart ached as he approached the man with anger. Getting a clearer view of the man, Vincent seethed with rage."Alessandro Bianchi!!" Alessandro Bianchi, the CEO of Bianchi Finance, the very company that he had lost to in court earlier today. While Alessandro himself wasn't present during the trial, he had sent someone in his place, confident in his connections and wealth, to come out victorious. Bianchi Finance was one of the wealthiest companies in all of New York, and despite Vincent's efforts to bring them down for their fraudulent practices, he was no match for their power and influence. "How could you be so heartless? Don't you have any shame, How can you sleep with someone else's wife, " Vincent fumed, his hand gripping Alessandro's collar tightly bef

"We are from the regional investigation unit," a man from the group of men introduced himself. He was obviously their commander. "Permit us in, sir. We have a search and seizure warrant," he continued, stretching the warrant towards Vincent. " Why? You can't just come here, and I allow you in. If you don't have any reasonable reason as to why you want to go through my office, you can just leave," Vincent's said with a glare at the commander. "We don't owe you any explanation. I'm just doing my job. Move out of the way," the commander replied angrily, forcefully pushing past Vincent and into the office with his other men trailing behind him. "What?! You can't just barge into my office like this! What are you even looking for?" Vincent asked helplessly, still trying to make sense of the situation. The men quickly searched every corner of the room while their commander went straight to Vincent's desk, ignoring his protests, and began rifling through the papers and documents. "W

"Wh-what?" Vincent stammered. " Yes, sir," Luca affirmed with a respectful nod. Oh my God," Vincent breathed. "No wonder you were able to secure my release so easily. I was wondering how you managed to get me out of that jail - the most brutal one at that." He turned to Luca with wide eyes. "So you're saying I'm an heir to a $1 trillion worth of inheritance?" Luca nodded solemnly. "Yes, sir. We just need you to fully recover so we can travel back to Italy and begin the legal proceedings for your inheritance. And also for you to exercise your new title as the head of the Moretti group and introduce you to the rest of the group," Luca explained, watching as Vincent's expression turned cold. "No, not yet. Not until I deal with those who made me suffer," Vincent seethed, his eyes locking onto Luca’s. Vincent had an undying desire to make his enemies pay, especially Alessandro Bianchi. He wouldn't spare him - he must make him and all others who contributed to his downfall pay for the

"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

"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