After the conversation with her father, Sharlynn's anxiety and confusion continued to haunt her mind even though she was already in the car. Sharlynn, who was usually cheerful and talkative, was silent this time. She decided to escape her gaze out the window, enjoying the view of the city that passed by. Richie, who was used to Sharlynn's babble, clearly felt the strangeness. He turned around, looking at the woman with concern. "What were you talking about earlier?" asked Richie in his baritone voice. Hearing Richie's voice made Sharlynn blink, but she was still unable to look at him. "Just a request, sorry," Sharlynn replied briefly, turning her attention back to the view outside the window. Richie still looked at her seriously, then said, "Apparently, Heinz has realized that he's been cheated by his wife and stepson." That last sentence made Sharlynn unable to contain herself anymore. She looked at Richie who seemed to be busy turning the wheel, trying to figure out what was
A tense atmosphere began to set inside his modest room, making the room even more claustrophobic. Richie spontaneously rose from his chair, standing upright and facing the large window overlooking the back garden. He was seemingly lost in his thoughts, with his cell phone still attached to his ear. "Dante, are you sure it's my son?" Richie finally broke the silence, his voice calm but firm. "Did you hear me?" Richie snapped loudly when he didn't hear Dante's voice on the other side.[Dante] "Yes, Sir. For that matter, I can't answer anything. But I think it would be best if we confirm it with a DNA test."] Dante replied at last.Richie spontaneously massaged his forehead, and it instantly felt throbbing. "DNA test, huh?" he said quietly, pondering. "Do it!"However, after giving the order, Richie seemed to walk back and forth several times as if facing an inner battle. Dante, who had worked with him for many years, could sense his hesitation.[Dante] "Sir, if I may ask... Why didn't
After travelling for almost two hours from Berlin's Brandenburg International Airport, the atmosphere at Milan Malpensa International Airport was very different for Sharlynn. The two lovebirds who had spent time together on the long flight were now walking side by side in the arrivals terminal. The bright lights of the airport and the hustle and bustle of people busy with their respective journeys form a contrasting backdrop to the mood of the two of them.As they approached the exit, Richie suddenly stopped his steps, forcing Sharlynn to stop as well. The man looked at Sharlynn intently, his sharp eyes hiding a deep sense of regret. There was something in the way he looked at Sharlynn as if every detail of her face he wanted to capture in memory."We have to part ways here," Richie said in a firm yet heavy-sounding voice, as if every word he spoke required great effort.Sharlynn, though surprised by this sudden change, could only nod. Her knotty smile, which had been a source of w
Richie looked at his grandfather with an annoyed look, but at the same time, he also felt a deep longing. "I'm sorry, Grandpa. You're the one who wanted me to go back to Milan; can't you be more gentle with me?" his voice was soft, trying to penetrate the hardness of his grandfather's heart as he felt hurt by his foolish actions. However, despite his resentment, Richie couldn't deny that he missed his grandfather.Andriano Del Vecchio, the family patriarch who was usually stern and unwavering, had a glimmer of tenderness in his eyes this time. As Richie approached and hugged him, Andriano was surprised but immediately returned the hug tightly. Tears of sadness and relief mixed, seeping from those old eyes as they were both lost in a profoundly emotional moment.After what seemed like an eternity, Andriano broke the embrace. The older man looked at Richie with a loving expression, like looking back at the little boy who used to run around the mansion, seeking his grandfather's embrac
"Sevariano, ANSWER!" Mr. Andriano's voice boomed again, making Sharlynn's nerves instantly shrink. However, she didn't know what was going on. Richie had never told her his true identity. She could only guess that Mr. Andriano was the man's grandfather. Richie exhaled roughly, "What do I have to explain again, Grandpa? You already know," Richie replied as he stared at his grandfather, but in his heart, he cursed Dante. His brain went straight to suspecting the personal assistant who had leaked all his secrets. Andriano Del Vecchio nodded in understanding, "Oh, so you admit that Sharlynn is your wife? And you intend to leave her at the airport?" Richie was still staring at his grandfather as if he was confirming Andriano's words, even without any answer. Sharlynn found Richie's gaze so cold on her, suddenly freezing. "Sir, we're not compatible; that's why we're choosing to end the marriage immediately," Sharlynn said tremblingly, looking at her grandfather with a tight smile. And
Sharlynn felt confused as Richie grabbed her arm firmly and pulled her out of the main room. Her mind in turmoil, she tried to make sense of what was happening. In the midst of her confusion, one of the servants suddenly informed her that Richie's room, the young master, was neat and ready. In fact, it was always tidied every day, even though Richie hadn't been in the house for years. The great master Andriano, behind his stern and strict figure, was still very fond of his grandson. "Why did Richie pick me up like this?" asked Sharlynn silently, feeling curious and a little scared. "Richie, explain to me. What is this all about?" urged Sharlynn with an indecisive face.Richie, without answering her question, pushed Sharlynn into the room while holding back the anger on his face. Sharlynn was stunned, looking around the luxurious and spacious room that resembled a room in a palace, which was filled with mosaic paintings and Baroque-era decorations. 'Is this room the reason why Ri
The sound of the door opening made Sharlynn instantly open her eyes. She blinked a few times to adjust to the surrounding light. The ceiling filled with baroque style paintings made her almost forget that she was in Richie's room. "Get ready, I'm going to take you outside the mansion." Someone's baritone voice made Sharlynn turn her head and see Richie stepping into the room. The woman only realized she had fallen asleep when she felt tired all over her body. She jumped up and sat on the edge of the bed. Sharlynn still had no reaction other than just staring at Richie. She seemed to be still unfamiliar with her surroundings. "Are you tired?" asked the man who stood towering over Sharlynn. "I'm already much more refreshed. I'll be ready soon." Sharlynn moved from the edge of the bed, her hazel eyes darting around, it turned out that the man's private room was larger than her room, twice the size of the rooms in the Eisenhauer family mansion. "The bathroom is over there." Sharlynn
After a lunch full of heavy conversation with Andriano's grandfather, Richie took Sharlynn out of the mansion. It was quiet in the car, with only the sound of the engine breaking the silence. Sharlynn, who seemed to be lost in her thoughts, occasionally looked at the view of Milan through the side glass of the car. The distinctive old buildings and the streets filled with people passing by made her momentarily forget about the situation.Richie noticed Sharlynn's silence, finally breaking the silence. "Where do you want to go?" he asked, his voice soft, trying to break the ice.Sharlynn was surprised by the question. She turned her head, looking at Richie with an incredulous expression. This might be her first and last chance, she thought. "I want to go to the Duomo in Milano," she replied without hesitation.Richie nodded as if the request was perfectly natural to him. "Alright, Duomo di Milano."A few minutes later, they arrived in front of the magnificent cathedral, a historical