So, Victor stays there for a while, waiting for Lucas to come. Meanwhile, Fazio and Gambino are looking confused by him. “So, you have footage of all his vaccine projects all this time, yet you let him scheme all these bad things on you?” asks Fazio. Victor turns his face to Vincenzo with a stupid look for a moment before giving a reply. “Um, I don’t clearly remember about this footage before. After listening to that old man’s story, only then did I think about it.” “Well, he was just a naive kid that time. He didn’t have the heart to do bad things on others,” says Vincenzo. “Heey!” Victor voices his objection. “No, it’s not about naivety,” Chappy interferes. “I know my bro is a good man. You see, I once tried to rob him, yet he treated me like a brother now.” Gambino just shakes his head with a silly face. “It’s good you want to do something good for others. But you need to understand, you can’t be too good to anyone. Especially in this kind of thing.” “I know!” replies Victor
“So, we are going to live here now?” asks Judy, just as she gets out of the car right in front of a humble two-story house. “All of us? Together?” Victor averts his attention to Judy, and immediately, Judy changes her facial expression to her childish one. “Ah, never mind! Come Emma, we need to secure the best room for us.” Emma is still looking so unsure whether to stay living together with them. But Judy insists on taking her. Victor just lets Chappy take all his stuff inside. He just leaves, heading to one shop right next to his new house. There are several people doing some renovation for that shop. And the first thing that catches his interest is the two guys who are now installing a banner with colorful lamps, mentioning La Marca. “So you're really going to revive La Marca, huh?” Victor turns behind, and sees Jimmy coming to him. Yes, this one shop is exactly the same spot where La Marca started, and it is right across the street, in front of Jimmy’s office. “Are you inte
It's summer, and the temperature is 89 degrees (Fahrenheit). A man in a scooter with a banner of pizza is having an errand to deliver an order. When he arrives at the lobby of a pharmaceutical company, the receptionist lady smiles sweetly at him. “You're late again…” The lady halts him and looks at her watch. “Yup, 15 seconds!” The lady continues. “I know I came on time. You deliberately held me back for 15 seconds just now,” replies the delivery man. Suddenly, a man in a neat tuxedo walks by. He immediately takes the pizza box and brings it to a trash can. “Get the hell out of here. We won't pay for it,” says the man, still holding the pizza box above the trash can. The delivery man sighs, and then gets out of the building. He looks so gloomy sitting on his scooter, thinking about the pizza he has to pay. Meanwhile, the guy in the building gives back the pizza to the receptionist. They both burst out laughing. “Tell my dad, I'll go for a while to meet his future daughter-in-l
Once inside, Emma falls silent to see what Victor has prepared for her. Everything looks so well-prepared. But somehow, she feels so disgusted. Victor, who is standing behind her, smiles with misunderstood thought. He could not wait for his wife's response, thinking that Emma must be deeply moved by the surprise he has prepared. Without Victor knowing, Emma had just spent dinner with the other man in a luxurious restaurant. No matter how well the table is set by Victor, she couldn't imagine that table being comparable to what she had just gotten from the rich man who had just accompanied her outside. She looks at everything with a despised look. When she turns around, there she finds Victor smiling by showing a glittering gift to her face. Without second thought, she knocks the gift down. “Don’t bring that fake jewelry to my face!” she shouts. Victor is shocked, seeing a 1 million dollar ring has been thrown away. It’s not only about the ring. But also about his feelings, who has
He collects everything and takes them outside. And there he finds an old lady from the next door, who just opens the door and greets him with a warm greeting. “Are you okay, Victor?” she asks. “Ah, I’m sorry, Mrs. Greta. I must have disturbed your sleep this late,” Victor replies. “It’s okay. Sometimes that's the fun of living next door. Is everything alright?” “It’s Emma. We were having a wedding anniversary party, and she got drunk for having too much wine. It’s nothing serious at all.” That old lady just gives a gentle nod and smiles. The truth is, she has heard everything and knows that Victor is just trying to hide it. After taking everything to the trash bin, Victor greets the old lady again and says good night. But the lady halts him for a moment. “Victor!” “Yes, Mam?” “It’s normal for a family to have a quarrel once for a while. There’s no family without a quarrel. You only need to take a step back when fighting with a woman. Only that way you will win her,” says the o
Victor takes a deep breath. His neck seems to bulge from holding back the mounting anger and frustration. “That’s nonsense. You are the one who has to give back the dowry I gave to you before we married. Since you are the one asking for a divorce, you are obliged to give it back to me. But you didn’t put it in these documents,” Victor argues. “You want a divorce? Fine by me! I'll bring this issue to the court right away!” Victor goes straight to his room. He only washes his face, and after that makes a call to order a taxi. He gets out of the room, still with rage filling his heart. His steps are so fast and rigid with clenched fist. If Emma were a guy, he would have punched her in the face. But he is still able to hold that anger and is still able to speak to her plainly. “I’ve called the taxi for us! We’ll clear these matters ASAP.” But Emma is still just standing there with her arms crossed over her chest. Victor is a little confused and curious, because this should be Emma's
Suddenly Victor gets another call from Viona, the same woman who had called him before he decided to stop working with that Italian man. [Where are you?] “I'm on my way to the SFM Law Firm to take care of my divorce. What is it?” [Divorce? Hey, Victor! I don’t care about your problem with that witch girl. We have a meeting with the rest of the managers here. We’ve been waiting for you. I told you to come to our office at 8] Victor immediately ends the call coldly, apparently not wanting to listen to that woman's lecture any longer. When he arrives at his destination, he gets out and still pays the taxi driver double despite the fact that the taxi driver didn't stop talking to him. “Have a nice day. I hope you will still have more money to use my service in the future,” says the driver with a disdainful expression on his face. Lucas, who happens to be standing next to Victor, is now laughing to hear such a word from that old man, as if he knows the meaning of the taxi driver's in
Emma falls to her deep thoughts trying to digest Lucas's words. Indeed, Victor looked so solemn, gloomy and seemed uninterested as that woman took him into the limousine. However, she can’t believe that Victor is a gigolo. She might think so lowly of Victor, but she has never thought of him that low. But Lucas can’t hold his chuckles. “Think about it again, is there any other plausible possibility. Judging from her attitude, it is clear that she is a high class girl who likes to put people down. Girls like this are mostly unmarried. They prefer to see men as toys to satisfy their lust. Because they are more concerned with careers and money.” Emma is stunned to hear such an explanation. The problem is, Lucas's words are actually very accurate in describing the figure of Lucas himself, only in the opposite position. Now Emma is starting to worry that Lucas might also see herself like that too, seeing women as mere a toy to fulfill his desires. And so, the car keeps going while Emma