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The One True Billionaire's Heir Chapter Sixty- two
Chapter 62Garfy felt his pockets.“Hey lego”“What’s up?” lego said casually, looking around him as his pant pockets proved empty.“What are you looking for?” Lego asked.“My phone…”, he said, checking his suit pockets.“Hmm… you think they've stolen it?”“Nah.. I don't remember taking it. I was using it in the car but… I don't … really remember having it out or putting it in my pocket.” “Calm down. I'll call one of the guys at the garage to check.”Lego phoned one of the body guards that were waiting at the parking garage.“Yeah, seems you left it”“Damn, I forgot my phone!”“You'll need to get another ticket before you can get to the other side”“And I don't see any ticket booths around here”, Garfy said, starting to walk towards the entrance. “Try to get a private water taxi so we wouldn't need to get tickets too”“Quiet Signore!”, Ariago said, a little harshly. “Shouting isn't allowed here, Signore”“Apologies”, Lego said humbly.Garfy got to the canal where the vaporettos were
The One True Billionaire's Heir Chapter Sixty-three
Chapter 63“What the?! This m**********er again?!”Garfy recognized the voice and knew it once. He was the guy at the tower from the remembrance party.Garfy charged at Scar and he missed the shot. The bullet hit the glass window of The Basilica. “Oh mio Dio! What was that?”, Ariago exclaimed, his hand to his chest.Gasps and squeals of panic filled the air and a red alarm went off almost immediately.“All visitors, tour guides and other staff must exit the Basilica now. I repeat every man, woman and child in the building must exit the building now. Ripeto, Tutti devono uscire dall'edificio ora.”Emergency staff in the Basilica soon started helping people get to the nearest exits.“Come Signore, we must get you out of here! This is some sort of emergency”“Where's the nearest exit?” Asher asked.“Come with me”The tour guide led them to an exit just down the hallway from where they had been standing. Soon enough they were out in St. Mark's Square. The line outside had dispersed and l
The One True Billionaire's Heir Chapter Sixty-four
Chapter 64An emergency was rolled speedily across the waiting hall. The doctors moved fast as the patient was an accident victim and was losing blood by the second. Amongst other things, like the bad head injury and fractured bones , the patient needed to be stabilised inorder to sustain her life. Asher watched as they rolled her hurriedly across the waiting hall and through a fairly wide passageway of which the emergency theatre room was. The other guys were there too but they were all too engrossed in deep thoughts.Soon enough, the female doctor came to talk to them. “How is he, doctor?”, Lego said, getting up.“He's stable enough. He did lose a lot of blood though but we have just enough of his blood type in the bank. He'll need a few days to rest and recover”“But he has regained consciousness?”, Asher asked, not wanting to show his extreme worry.“Slightly. He's alive but he wouldn't be strong enough to see anybody for, per say, the next two days”“Any fractures, doctor?”“Oh
The One True Billionaire's Heir Chapter Sixty-five
Chapter 65Franrigo shivered as the icy liquid slid down his throat. Fear gripped him as he swallowed hard; his blood felt stagnant from it. Tales of Mafia poisonings echoed in his mind. He'd heard and read stories of how people were poisoned in meetings like this, how that the Mafia never let people slip out without poisoning them either mildly or lethally, how it was the way of the Mafia to poison people so they would be forced to do their bidding, how they carted out bodies on a daily basis. He knew refusing their bidding meant no escape. The chilling reality sank in—he might be entangled in a deadly dance. The sip tasted like a pact with shadows, sealing an unknown fate.Franrigo shook visibly in horror. Why the hell had he even agree to this? He should have trusted the real Davidson. His gut had been poisoned by greed and now he was in this mess, this death trap with no escape. Yup, he'd found himself in shitty business.The Mafia king, a figure of formidable presence, sat uprigh
The One True Billionaire's Heir Chapter Sixty-six
Chapter 66Franrigo swallowed hard.“Tell me what you wanna know”Marco glanced at the Mafia king and back at Franrigo.“We want to know how we can get Vincenzo's son, Emilio Rodriguez”“Hmm….I….I….". Franrigo stuttered. Franrigo swallowed hard, his conscience pricking him painfully. These guys were planning on killing his master's son.“Can you provide us with such information Franrigo?”Franrigo composed himself. He had an idea. He was going to turn the tables and make them agree to his terms. He cleared his throat, suddenly slightly more confident than before.“Even better. I have someone that has just the same ambitions as you do and they'll be more than willing to cooperate”“What do you mean you have someone? I don't need too many people on this deal, Marco. Cos'è questo? (What is this?)”, Podrego asked, getting quite upset and fast.“Don’t bore us amico. If you don't have the information we want, you say it”“I do. I know how you can get Emilio, son of Vincenzo Rodriguez. His
The One True Billionaire's Heir Chapter Sixty-seven
Chapter 67Franrigo's eyes widened in shock and caution, spitting the content out quickly, his mouth rejecting distastefully. Davidson's hand shook as he'd gulped his and had already taken into his system completely. Podrego laughed, quite amused at their reaction.“Get him the antidote, Credo”Credo brought some yellow powder in a crucible.“Sniff that and you'll be fine”, Podrego said, his hands on the lighter. Davidson was a bit unyielding but his whole body began to vibrate badly.“For real this time.You too, steward”Franrigo rubbed the yellow powder vigorously on his nose, almost throwing up from the smell of the powder. Davidson breathed heavily, his body temperature increasing by the second. His body vibrated frantically and his neck twitched. Franrigo watched him in horror on his feet as he had been alarmed to find Davidson in such a state.“Wh…wh…what's wrong … wh… what's wrong wi…wi…with him?”“He'll be fine amico. Sit down”His body jerked uncontrollably, and he tumbled of
The One True Billionaire's Heir Chapter Sixty- eight
Chapter 68Andrea sat behind his room table. The lights were put off and the only source of illumination was the blue light from the screen. An open Samsung laptop lay on his tabletop, records of bank statements lined up on the screen, arranged chronologically. He relaxed back on his office chair, hands behind his head. A rock glass stood beside the personal computer, its content a colourless liquid, quite as clear as pure water. The expensive wine bottle was on the ground, leaning on a table leg. Andrea took the glass, sipping its content. A phone call came through his iPhone.Not bothering to look at the device, he picked it from his airpods. “Hello?”“Hey babe”, Sasha's voice came from over the phone.Andrea's expression changed.“What do you want?”“Come on babe”, Sasha said, a little taken aback by his cold reply. “What's up? I have missed you . You've been gone for weeks and you aren't even picking my calls.”“I've been busy”. Andrea let out a low huff and rolled his eyes.“Bu
The One True Billionaire's Heir Chapter Sixty-nine
Chapter 69The air in the car smelt the same. It was the same choking odour of marijuana that seemed to be mixed with vapourised whisky. Franrigo put his hand over his mouth, too disgusted to even speak.Davidson on the other hand, was as still as quiet as a mouse. Who could blame him? He recounted several situations in his head, where he had had near death experiences. He was aware that in car rides like this, you had three likely situations- you could either be killed as the dealers may change their mind along the line and break the contract. You could survive attack but survival was a 1% chance. 0.01% of the time, the contract remained. One too many times, Davidson had almost been killed. So he was observant, his eyes moving from bodyguard to driver. Credo sat next to the driver, both with black clothes and shades. Davidson looked at them, noting their every body language, their glances and their mutters. Usually if they either received word to terminate their unsuspecting victims
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