Sara quickly handed the customized diamond armlet to Grandpa. "This is an exclusive piece from Harry Winston!"A smile appeared on Grandpa's lips. "Are you serious?" He eagerly opened the box and began to admire it as soon as he saw the jewelry designer's logo. It was indeed from Winston. Alessia couldn't hide her disgust as she witnessed Grandpa's admiration for the piece.Winston wasn't just any local designer, but an international one with a prestigious reputation spanning over fourty years.Grandpa looked up at Sara. "I thought he had retired. How were you able to convince him to create this for you, Sara?"Sara laughed. "Anything for you, Grandpa."The old man couldn't stop himself from admiring the diamond piece Sara had brought him. The fact that it came directly from Winston himself made it even more valuable in his eyes. Meanwhile, Alessia couldn't help but feel a surge of rage at how Grandpa praised Sara for what she considered a simple gesture.Luca walked over to where Gra
. All heads turned towards her in surprise. Why did she have to halt the smooth process that was clearly going to prove that Luca had purchased the wine and not stolen it?The entire room fell into dead silence, and Sara hesitated to speak. "I don't trust Rose," she finally offered a feeble excuse.In reality, she was afraid that the wine might not be genuine. She had never bothered to verify it since it had always been brought to her, and moreover, it was connected to criminal activity, possibly unregistered and acquired through illicit means."What do you mean you don't trust your own blood sister, whom you grew up with?" Avery scoffed. "The only person you shouldn't trust is this thief who is sleeping next to us as your husband. Girl, he will steal your jewelry!"Rose's lips curved into a smirk as she turned to Sara. "Hey, sister, even if you don't trust me, it doesn't matter. I'm only trying to help." Her tone dripped with sarcastic sympathy."Help me?" Sara laughed. "Bitch, keep
When they reached the room, Luca helped Sara to the bed and gently covered her with the sheets. He was really trying to play the caring husband role so well, if not for the fact that she is the black sheep of her family, at least for the fact that she is crippled. He dropped her and flashed her a smile, but instead, Sara glared at him with intense hostility. Luca quickly entered the bathroom and took his bath. After he was done, he moved on to the bed, but Sara quickly snapped, "What do you think you are doing?" He looked up at her skeptically. "I'm trying to sleep." "Here?" she laughed. "You must be sick to think I will let you share a bed with me!" "Then where do you want me to sleep?" Luca was shocked. So all the wifey things she was doing outside, there was just to piss off her mom and sister. Nothing more! Luca sighed deeply. He didn't know where else to go and quietly left the room, making sure to close the door behind him. He went to the other rooms that were empty, but th
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
With that, Luca sat back on one of the couches in Debby's office while she went to take care of things. There was a mirror in front of him, and he quickly glanced at his reflection in a Louis Vuitton suit. Of course, he looked dashing.First, he wanted to become a General Manager, and General Managers wore corporate attire, so he needed to have one. It was time to go and cash the cheque that George had given him so he could get more outfits as look good, Atleast when his in-law's see him they would approve of their daughter. He thought to himself and left the office quickly.He hailed a cab to the bank and quietly entered. He walked over to the counter to inquire about the withdrawal process, but his eyes met a very familiar figure. It was Dre, the senior dancer at the apple strip club.At the bank."Whoa!" Dre stopped in his tracks. "Who do we have here?"Dre laughed when he looked at Luca's outfit. "Don't tell me you borrowed some clothes to come to work. White-collar job? Come on,
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
When they entered the manager's office, it was only Rosa and Luca who went inside. The other men stood by outside the door, ready to intervene if something were to happen to their mistress.Luca couldn't take his eyes off Rosa. His thoughts were racing as he tried to figure out who she might be to help him in such a way. Meanwhile, Quinn and the other bankers couldn't stop talking about the earlier incident."So he knew Miss Rosa," one of them said."I'm shocked! How could he know Miss Rosa? I never expected that. Not in a million years!""What if she just wanted to help him? Maybe for some... extracurricular services. Didn't you hear he's a stripper at the Apple Club?" another person chimed in, and when they asked Quinn, she confirmed it.However, Rosa cleared her throat when she saw the bank manager. "Good afternoon, sir. How are you doing after our successful business transaction the other day?"The old man's lips twitched into a smile immediately. "Oh, Rosa, you're an angel. I can
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