"Leave me alone." Isaac's uncle growled, but Millicent was too worried to be intimidated.
“Oh, my God. Here, let me help you.” She used all her strength to pull him up, placing him back on his wobbly legs until she could make him lean on her like a crutch “What are you feeling? Where is Dominic? We should call an ambulance.”
“No ambulance shit. This is normal. And Dominic is visiting his girlfriend at her work or something. Now leave me alone.”
“Mr. Carnby, you are bleeding! There is no way this is normal!” Millicent gasped “You can’t just stay like that at home. You need to go to a doctor and make sure this isn't a hemorrhage or something. Come on. I’m going to leave you sitting on the couch and wake Isaac up so we can take you to the nearest hospita
“You look quite confused.” Isaac chuckled, causing Millicent to blink slowly, looking up from his laptop screen so she could look at him.“Well… I feel confused, to be honest.” She shrugged her shoulders “Why exactly are we looking at a junkyard website?” As if the two needed a moment to absorb that information, their eyes turned to the colorful website that Isaac had placed there. It was quite rudimentary and clearly hadn't been through the hands of a professional programmer. The colors would hurt anyone's eyes, the font was weird and there was terrible visual pollution, especially because there were hundreds of pop-ups showing old cars on the screen, all with photos without any resolution.“It doesn't look very promising, I know. But it will be much more useful to us than all those spreadsheets, I guarantee it.” Isaac scrolled down the site, revealing more and more poorly taken photos of old and pre-owned cars that would probably benefit more from recycling than from being sold in t
Hello, everyone! First of all, I'm really sorry for the lack of chapters yesterday and today. I caught a cold and, as much as I tried, I couldn't concentrate enough to write. As soon as I'm feeling better, which I hope will be soon, the chapters will be back as normal. I hope you can forgive me :(I really hope we can see each other tomorrow as normal! Thanks to everyone who reads this!
So many things had happened lately that Millicent had almost forgotten that there was a new project waiting for approval… In a meeting with Miles Hughes waiting to drain every last drop of her energy.“Would you like me to explain any details of the project further, Mr. Hughes?” Millicent asked in the friendliest way possible, even though the expression on Isaac's accountant's face wasn't friendly at all. "No." was all he replied, with his eyes focused only on the notes he had taken during the entire hour in which Millicent had presented her new project. “There is nothing else that needs to be analyzed about your project in matters of content. The question that needs to be discussed is whether all these ideas are financially viable.”“Indeed…” Evan, who seemed to have purposely sat close to Miles as if he wanted to watch from the sidelines as Millie’s idea was denied, grunted, “I believe that if the issue was just Miss Bianchi or any other project manager talking about their hopes fo
Hello, everyone! ^^Luckily, I'm feeling a little better and we'll be back to having daily chapters starting today. Hopefully, nothing else will happen to mess up my plans to finish this story this month or, at the latest, by mid-April. But, I promise I'll keep you guys posted on everything
“Answer the fucking question, Evan!” Massimo growled again, his anger reverberating throughout the silent meeting room. “Why are your dealership's cars in a junkyard?!”Millicent's shock was so great that she was unable to do more than just look around. Most of the executives were clearly confused, certainly having no idea what that document Isaac sent meant for the contract between the Bianchis and the Carnbys. However, a few, like Miles and Mr. Davis, they seemed not only aware of what was about to happen, but also ready to do damage containment.However, when Millicent looked for Isaac, still not understanding why he had done something like that, she found him with his attention focused only on Evan and the expression of pure panic on his face.“This…” Evan’s voice shook, as he nervously slid his finger across the screen of his cell phone, as if his desperation was increasing with each new glimpse of the detailed dossier Isaac had made. “I don’t know what this kid is trying to do,
The Bianchi Group's offices were in chaos that day. Not that Isaac had the right to complain about that, when he was the one who had caused such chaos.Even now, sitting at his desk in that building as he signed the last documents that would completely end the connection between the Bianchis and the Carnbys, he couldn't bring himself to feel regret. From the moment he had made his decision, a part of Isaac had hoped that regret would hit him at some point. But now that Evan and Austin were out there, making a fuss with Massimo's security team to avoid being kicked out of the building, everything seemed... right.And Isaac wasn't blind enough not to admit to himself that everything felt right because of the smile of relief he'd seen on Millicent's face after it was all over.The fucking CEO position could go to hell. That was Vincent's only goal that he had forced into Isaac's mind since his childhood, anyway. After everything he had done to get here, Isaac couldn't care less if Evan's
“Does Massimo’s security team know you’re here?” Isaac snorted, only turning to go back to his desk as that bastard stormed into his office. “Or were they stupid enough to let you stop by their office and grab some personal belongings, before being banned from this building forever? I should make a complaint about this, frankly. They seem to be letting any idiot walk around these days, just because Evan’s tantrum is worth the hair of 10 men…”“Do you have any idea what you did?!” Austin growled, his hands slamming against the table, as if he truly believed that his lack of control would be able to intimidate Isaac. “You ruined everything, you piece of shit! And you still think this will give you any advantage?! All our shareholders will want your head on a platter when they find out it was you who made them lose a billion-dollar contract! You shot yourself in the foot, you idiot…!”“I think you’re wrong about something, little brother.” Isaac snorted “I’m not you. I don't need help fro
“Unhand me, you bitch!” Jasmine screamed, but could do nothing but walk crookedly as Sage held her arms firmly behind her back.“She’s not scratching you, is she?” Millicent sighed, feeling the small scratches Jasmine had made on her wrists burn. “I can hold her for a bit, if you want.”“And let that crazy bitch try to get her claws into you again? No thanks." Sage huffed, pretending not to notice everyone's attention on them as the three of them walked down the halls towards Mr. Davis's office. “Are you sure we shouldn't throw her out a window? There's a trash can right under the waiting room on the sixth floor. It’s the quickest way to get her where she belongs…”“You think you’re going to get away with this, you whore?!” Jasmine screamed, still flailing like a fish in Sage’s arms, even though it clearly wasn’t having any effect. “I’m going to get you fired for this! I will sue you for assault and take every penny you have…!”“Good luck firing my bodyguard when she doesn’t even work
“Vincent…!” Isaac tried to react, but the other son of a bitch had already jumped on him too, holding his arms behind his back hard enough for him to feel the bones in his wrists creak, as if they were about to break."Oh, don't be so worried. I used to discipline my new partners in much worse ways in the past. You can ask his uncle later." Ugo laughed, his almost disappearing under the strong wind around them and Vincent's grunts of pain, while Ugo's bodyguard continued to punch and kick him without mercy, not giving him even the slightest opportunity to try to get up from the ground "He's going to be fine. You probably don't know, but your uncle has been through much worse...."“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Isaac twitched, causing the grip on the man's hands holding him to falter, only for the next instant an
"If you want to make me believe that you were looking forward to seeing us, Ugo..." Vincent didn't let the tense silence in the car last more than a second, lighting a cigarette so calmly that anyone would believe there wasn't the slightest danger in that situation "You're not doing very well. In case you've forgotten, I've been in those big guys' shoes for years. I know you never surprise with the best of intentions."“Oh, that way you’ll make me hurt.” Ugo laughed, taking a long drag on his own cigar “I could have paid more attention to my other commitment and left you two planted in the middle of my club, but I didn't do that, did I?”“I can’t say that’s a lie.” Isaac sighed, keeping his emotions strictly under control "The less time we waste, the better it will be for all of us. I think you probably already know that, earlier, one of Evan's investors called me. Several of them are already starting to rethink their little pet peeve and are willing to support me as the new CEO, as lo
“You better not be planning on doing things yourself, Carnby.” Commissioner Wilson growled on the other end of the line, but Isaac didn't pay enough attention to even get angry.“If you're frustrated because your bosses didn't give you permission to break into Ugo's nightclub today like you wanted, then it's not my fault.” Isaac snorted, watching the city's night lights outside the window of his apartment, while Vincent tapped his cane impatiently against the floor "Would you rather I refuse Ugo's call and completely lose the trust that took us over a year to gain?""I know what you're capable of, Carnby. So you better keep a low profile today and don't do shit just because you don't have a wire on! Remember, if you lose your damn life, then you've fucked up all of my team's hard work.""Thank you for your concern. I assure you that I am not that eager to leave this world and waste your precious work." Isaac sighed, as it wasn't exactly like Commissioner Wilson or anyone else knew that
"Massimo, could you stop staring at my sister, please? It's kinda rude." Dante said, in a forcedly light tone, but it didn't get a single laugh from everyone around.Millicent already knew her revelation about Laura wouldn't be received with tears or an outburst of joy. Even her aunt knew this, apparently, since Laura had arrived at the Bianchi mansion early in the evening, as if she was hoping that no one else would be there to hear her tell the reason Millicent had invited her. However, even knowing what could happen, it was still a little embarrassing to be standing there in the middle of that room while all the adults stared at each other in silence and the children played outside. There weren't many people in her father's office, at least. Her aunts Lucy and Ruby had left earlier and she had only managed to gather her parents, her grandfather and Dante, as well as his wife, to hear probably the most shocking news of their lives. Now, everyone was looking at each other as that dee
"What...? What did you just say?" Millicent gasped, but instead of answering her or at least appearing aware of the shocking words that had just come out of her mouth, Laura simply sighed and turned her back to her, beginning to walk away.“I knew I should have waited longer to talk about this with you…”"Mrs. Poulin! Wait!" Millie stuttered, starting to follow her around the room, needing to control herself to keep her voice low "Mrs. Poulin...! Laura! You can't just say something like that and leave...!""Stop making a fuss. I'm not leaving." Laura suddenly grabbed her wrist and only then did Millicent realize that they were now on a small balcony at one end of the party room, hidden from all the other guests. “I just don't want to talk about it in an environment where anyone could overhear and tell Emma.”“So… You… You really are…” Millicent had to hold her own head for a moment, feeling dizzy “But… How is it possible that Emma has a daughter and no one ever knew about it…?”“Becau
"And I think this will be enough for us to close the contract with the actors. What do you think, Ms. Bianchi...? Ms. Bianchi?"“Uh… Yes.” The sound of her name being called by one of Laura's friends forced Millicent to snap out of her thoughts and at least pretend she was paying attention to what they were saying "That's great. Please keep me posted."“Uh…Of course.” The woman exchanged a quick glance with Laura, as if she was doubting whether Millicent was the one they should be discussing these matters with "The casting coordinator is here somewhere. If you give me a moment, I can find him and bring him here. They have a lot more details on the matter than I do. If you'll excuse me."“Thank you.” Millicent smiled, trying to sound as focused and interested as possible, but obviously not enough to fool anyone. Not even that woman whose name Millie hadn't memorized, much less Laura.“If you can’t pay attention to what’s being said, then why did you come here today?” Laura questioned h
“So… Are we just going to leave him like that?” Isaac was still lying on the couch in the middle of his living room when that question, coming from Dominic, reached his ears. Not that it would have encouraged him to move, anyway. There didn't seem to be any strength within him to do that.“He brought this on himself.” Vincent snorted, dismissive "I warned him a long time ago what it mean involving the Bianchi girl in our plans. And, most importantly, I warned him about developing feelings for her. If he's now paying the price for not listening to me, then that's entirely his problem. Leave him there pretending to be a corpse, if that's what he wants."“You’re always a great help, old man.” Dominic snorted "I've told you this several times, but I'll say it again: just because you want to risk your life all the time in the mafia's sights doesn't mean we both have to do this too. Isaac has the right to want to have a wife, get married, have a family and all that. In case you don't rememb
There was an elephant in the room at Millicent’s house.And she was fully aware it was herself.“Give her some space, Massimo.” her mother murmured outside her room, but, as no one among the Bianchis was exactly silent, Millie could hear every word "She'll tell us what happened when she's ready. She's no longer a child who needs our help dealing with her own feelings.""And what do you expect me to do? For me to stand here, pretending like I didn't notice that she was hurt again?!" her father growled "Did you see how she acted after she came back from the office? She couldn't even look us in the eye without looking like she wanted to cry. And now this news that Sage Carpenter asked to step down as her bodyguard?! Something happened! And I'm sure it has something to do with Evan's oldest son! I knew I shouldn't have let him so close to her after we found out what his brother did! Now my daughter is heartbroken again and it's all the Carnby's fault…!”“Don’t make a hasty decision, love.”
“You’re not even going to try to answer me?” Millicent asked, when the silence in the room began to last too long. "Or are you buying time to think of a way to turn this situation around and convince me that everything is fine? After all, I'm very easy to fool, apparently." Her hands balled into fists, but she couldn't even recognize if what she was feeling at that moment was anger.“Millie…” he murmured and hearing him say her nickname like that, as if he really cared about her, as if somehow he was also suffering, only revolted her more."I asked..." she growled, her voice firm, even though she felt as if something was unraveling inside her chest "If that was your plan from the beginning. You made me think this was all my idea when, in fact, you had planned every detail so that I would have no one else to turn to other than you..." her hands started to shake slightly, but she refused to show it "I thought we were helping each other when I suggested that partnership, but... In the en