Luca's lips stretched into a wide grin as he continued eating and didn't bother to reply to her. She sounded unlike her usual self, but if this was a time for change, then he was glad she was ready to acknowledge him as her husband. As he ate, he took sidelong glances at her, watching as she chewed her food in a classy manner that made him blush.Ten minutes later, they were done eating, and the waitress had come to pack up the plates. The newest couple then began to drink their mixed vodka wines in silence. Suddenly, about a dozen men started to make their way into the restaurant, not seeming to mind the customers. One man nearly pushed Sara's wine glass to the floor, but Luca quickly caught it and held it steady.The men looked like they might be estate agents, but their presence in the restaurant was puzzling. Luca felt a flare of rage at their abrupt intrusion, but he didn't want to cause a scene, especially with Sara present."Why are they all rushing in here like this isn't sup
Luca turned and smirked. "Of course I will leave once I am done with my drink."The man was caught off guard by Luca's deep aura and guts to say that to him. He scrutinized him for a minute and noticed he really isn't that all cheap or very poor - he was wearing designer clothes, and his girlfriend who was in a wheelchair was also wearing designer attire.He said, "Well, I'm sorry, but this is my property and you have to leave now. I will be selling it off this minute. Young man, go find somewhere else to finish up those cheap drinks you bought."Luca's smirk grew wider as he replied, "Cheap drinks? You're the one who's cheap, not us. We may not be rich, but we have class, something you clearly lack. Look how you've behaved - so unprofessional!"Mr. B's face turned red with anger, his eyes bulging. "How dare you! You're just a punk kid, what do you know about class?""Well, a lot more than an obsessed man can ever fit into what is called class!" A wave of shock washed through the cro
Luca turned and smirked. "Of course I will leave once I am done with my drink."The man was caught off guard by Luca's deep aura and guts to say that to him. He scrutinized him for a minute and noticed he really isn't that all cheap or very poor - he was wearing designer clothes, and his girlfriend who was in a wheelchair was also wearing designer attire.He said, "Well, I'm sorry, but this is my property and you have to leave now. I will be selling it off this minute. Young man, go find somewhere else to finish up those cheap drinks you bought."Luca's smirk grew wider as he replied, "Cheap drinks? You're the one who's cheap, not us. We may not be rich, but we have class, something you clearly lack. Look how you've behaved - so unprofessional!"Mr. B's face turned red with anger, his eyes bulging. "How dare you! You're just a punk kid, what do you know about class?""Well, a lot more than an obsessed man can ever fit into what is called class!" A wave of shock washed through the cro
The men were surprised by what they were seeing. Did she really want to buy the whole place? Does she really not know what a whopping 15 million dollars is? The men glanced at each other before bursting out into a loud roar of laughter."What did this crippled bitch just say?" Mr. B couldn't stop laughing. "Is she really serious? She really thinks she can buy my restaurant?"She must think we're talking about some fifteen thousand dollars over here!The room erupted into another roar of laughter, and this time it was even louder. Meanwhile, Luca's expression turned crimson almost immediately upon hearing the men mocking his wife for being crippled. In reality, Sara was more than capable of buying the restaurant without flinching. Well, Mr. B was a staunch businessman, and he didn't know her in person even if he had heard of their family a couple of times."Hey, miss handicap, did you say you can buy my restaurant for fifteen million dollars?" Mr. B fixed his gaze on Sara as he asked.
Mr B dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out his phone. He then said, "What the hell are you saying? The network is already good - you're just trying to find an excuse because you clearly don't have the money!"The buyer laughed, "I just know that he is a yes-man! He really is the girlfriend in their relationship!"Luca felt like he had been stabbed with daggers in his chest. Did they really just call him a "pick-me" man? He gnashed his teeth in anguish while waiting for his app to load. And in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...it began to load, and he quickly opened the app. If there was anything he wanted right now, it was for the app to open so he could do the transfers.He quickly input their account numbers and began to make the transfers.Meanwhile, Mr. B was tired of waiting for Luca to prove himself. With all the time he was wasting, it was clear that he didn't have the money he had just mentioned. He forced himself to stand up from the chair, using his walking stick as a support. He wa
About 30 minutes later, Luca was out of the Edward family house and he quickly drove his car out of the compound. It was just 1:47 pm, and he still needed time to go to work - it was too early to go back home to rest. He had dropped Sara off and put her to sleep before he came out. Walking out of the house, he just couldn't stop smiling, seeing how Sara had been treating him for the past few hours. It felt like a whole week, when it was just a few hours of her being nice. His dream of having a loving family was really coming to reality, even if they started off awkwardly.He revved his engine to life and drove out of the compound. He needed to reach the hotel and finish up what he had left, so he could come back to his wife. Knowing he was coming back to a very different person made him even more excited to return home.As Luca drove away from the Edward family house, he couldn't help but feel a sense of elation wash over him. The smile on his face seemed to be permanently etched, and
When the men walked past luca, he was able to see the pistol that was dangling in his hand. Now that he saw that the club belonged to the men, he quickly contemplated in his head and needed no one to tell him what was about to happen once the men got hold of the drunkards. he quickly looked around and slipped the receipt into his pocket as he walked out. The men were equally foolish to come to Stefano's club, Luca thought to himself, "They rather praised him." As he reached the door, he quickly tapped the button and made his way out of the place. He looked left and right, but there was no one. They couldn't have gone far, would they.It was barely five minutes since they all left the club, so how could they be nowhere in sight? Luca's brows furrowed in disbelief as he walked to the middle of the road. Thankfully, there weren't any vehicles at the moment, and he couldn't find anyone moving away either. He quickly took a walk forward, determined to see where the men were taken
Luca pulled into the Edward family mansion and parked his car right in the garage. He sighed when he noticed he had arrived home very late. It was 11:46 pm when he locked his car and made his way inside.As he walked in, all he prayed for was for Avery and her mother-in-law to be fast asleep so he could slip into the room without being noticed. He wasn't just tired, but also exhausted, and he didn't have the strength for their regular banter, not after he had expended his energy dealing with Stefano's men.He stopped at the living room door and slowly input the password. The door slowly slid open, and he heaved a deep sigh of relief when he didn't see anyone in the sitting room. He just hoped his prayers were valid so he could just go to sleep. He turned around and closed the door, then continued to make his way inside.Taking the stairs and reaching the next living room, his breath hitched when he saw a figure sitting at the dining table. He furrowed his brows in disbelief, then went