“What’s going on…?” Jasmine seemed to feel that several eyes turned to her, as she approached Austin in the next instant, practically struggling to look at the photos in his hands “What is this…?! Oh… Oh, my God…”“I would love to be able to celebrate love today. But, as you can see, this is impossible.” Millicent turned her eyes to her ex-fiance's still stunned and horrified expression “The wedding is off… As is any relationship between me and Austin Carnby. Thank you all for your attention. That's all I had to say today.”Dropping the microphone into the hands of some waiter, she turned, walking fast towards where the flower beds were highest in the garden. However, seeing her walk away seemed to snap Austin out of his shock, as he tried to reach out to grab her arm, his voice sounding with a mixture of desperation and outrage.“Wait, Millie! This… You… This is not what you think…!” he almost reached her, but a new scream made him freeze once more.“You son of a bitch!” Her father's
“I can't believe that kid have the nerve to do something like that! After we welcomed him into the family and even into your father’s company…! I should known nothing good would come from his parents. I knew they were bad news from the first time I saw them in person! You know I have a good eye for these things…”“Yes, Thea. I know." Millicent still managed to laugh a little, even though her entire body felt completely drained of strength, as she brushed her hair at the dressing table.It seemed like that pandemonium would last forever, but eventually the engagement party was over and the guests had left with enough fodder for a year's worth of gossip. It was almost surreal that, after all that, after doing something she never thought she would have the courage to do, Millicent was back in her room. All the mess had made it seem like she would never know what peace was again, but there she was. Surrounded by peace and quiet, with every possible number by which Austin could reach her pr
“I think we should let your father and your sister talk alone.” Alice murmured after a moment, stroking Matteo’s hair “Come on. We all need a good night’s sleep after a day like that.”"But…!" Alessandro started to complain, but it only took a single look from his mother for him to shut up “Fine. But don't think I'm going to let this go so easily. If that son of a bitch appears in front of me again, I will not hesitate to try to break his nose again!”“Come on now…” Alice placed her hand on her son’s shoulder, giving one last gentle smile in Millicent’s direction, before leading Matteo and Alessandro out of the room with her.“That money doesn’t mean much, Millie…” Massimo sighed, dismayed “I don&rsqu
It certainly wasn't the right thing to do if she really wanted to leave her old and stupid self behind. She knew it. But, still, as soon as she got to her room, Millicent opened her closet, looking for the old, dingy box hidden at the very back.She had promised she would no longer cry for someone like Austin, but Millie still found herself with the tears stuck in her throat when she opened the box. There were several half-open envelopes and folded notebook paper. Time had not been kind to those letters, but the words that had been written there were still perfectly legible.If only time had been kind to her feelings as well...She and Austin were very young when they started exchanging those letters, but in an inexplicable way, those memories still meant a lot to
“Mr. Carnby will see you now, Miss. Bianchi. Please, follow me.”At the sound of the secretary's call, Millicent stood up from the armchair she was sitting in, trying to bury her nervousness deep within her mind. Around her, almost everything was dark in the middle of that huge office on the top floor of that building. It wasn't a very privileged area of the city, but even Millicent had heard about some revitalizations making property values increase. She just never would have imagined that the person responsible for constructing a building of that magnitude was the Carnbys' missing son.Over and over again, she had heard Austin cover his disdain with soft words as he talked about the only Carnby company that had been handed over to Isaac before he left the country when he was eighteen. It was an old, broke steelworker, but it had once bee
“The area has already been thoroughly checked, Mr. Bianchi. Should I give the order, so the car can follow?”“Yes, Henry.” Massimo answered his security chief on the phone and, although they were facing each other in the back of the car, Millicent did not turn to him.She was too busy watching the movement on the other side of the window. The tinted glass didn't allow anyone to see anything inside the car, but it was pretty obvious everyone knew she was there. Even the security staff, usually always professional and silent, seemed unusually tense that day, glancing in her direction whenever they thought she wasn't paying attention.Not that she could blame them. She had turned it all into a big spectacle, after all. Which didn't make any of it any less... Uncomfortable.“You know you don’t need to be here today.” her father sighed that same phrase, probably for the hundredth time just that morning “I am the CEO of the Bianchi Group. Just my presence is enough to solve all of this.”“I
Millicent could literally feel Austin's gaze burning into her skin, but she just sat next to her father, keeping as far away from the Carnbys as possible while the other executives settled into the seats, ready to begin the meeting. Well, with the exception of one Carnby.Isaac was sitting in the chair right in front of hers, on the other side of the huge conference table, still silent and his expression impossible to read, even with all the murderous looks his father was throwing in his direction. And, in a way, Millicent could almost understand how he must have been feeling at that moment, since the attention of all the other men there was on her.“I don’t think I need to tell you why we are gathered here today.” Massimo started to speak and the tension in the room seemed to get even worse, if that was possible “Our partnership with the Carnbys involves
“Are you ready to leave?” At the sound of Sage's question, Millicent looked away from where her father was, still in the meeting room and surrounded by executives, even though the meeting was already over. All those old men, if questioned, would give the excuse that they were still there just to clarify any doubts about the details of the investment in the Isaac company. But the truth is that they all just wanted to watch from the sidelines Evan's desperate attempts to make Massimo go back on his decision. She had imagined that her plan would make the Carnbys angry, but Millicent had never imagined Austin's father would seem so... Desperate.Although the Carnbys were the kind of family for whom there was never too much money, it wasn't like the loss of that investment was going to starve them or anything.“I think Dad is going to be busy for a long time, in fact.” she sighed, following her bodyguard out of the meeting room “But even if he can't come back with us now, I'm not leaving.
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!
“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
"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
“Gosh, my brain feels like it’s going to melt if I have to look at one more financial graph.” Millicent sighed closing her eyes before collapsing on Isaac’s bed, exhausted “I think we should take a break.”“Austin didn’t even need to put in the way for us to get this data for so long.” Isaac grumbled, laying down by her side and pulling her close “Comparing all these charts would drive anyone crazy before any discrepancies could even be found.”“Well, I guess that’s the reason we have such a large Finance Department. Worrying about every detail of the money coming in and the money going out is not easy.” she tried to joke, but Isaac obviously didn't miss the concern in her voice.“You couldn’t convince that stupid old man to tame his daughter?” he snorted, as if he was just as annoyed by Jasmine's situation as she was.“He spent the entire afternoon avoiding me and when I finally managed to catch up to him at the end of the day, all he did was whine about how his wife might even die if
“So, I present to you the new junior supervisor of the Finance Department, Jasmine Easton.” As she watched Mr. Davis present Jasmine in front of practically all the employees in that wing of the offices, Millicent had no other reaction than clapping her hands without any enthusiasm. Around her, few people imitated her, as most were just shocked and with their mouths wide open, staring at Mr. Davis as if they were waiting for the moment when he would say it was all just a big joke. However, he just remained there, frozen behind Jasmine, with his haggard and exhausted expression, as if he hadn't slept in days.“Thanks for your words and for trusting me with a role like this, Mr. Davis.” Jasmine smiled the biggest smile Millicent had ever seen her give to anyone “It's always exciting to see how this company values the good work of its employees. I hope that, just as I got my chance today with a lot of effort, everyone else will too, someday.” She ran her disdainful gaze around the enti
"Shit!" Ugo cursed, turning to Isaac and Vincent with extreme impatience “Did you want time to think about whether you're going to be cowards or not? You just got it. I will let you know when our next meeting will be, where I hope to receive the answer I am waiting for.” he threatened “Just teach your boy that the only safe side of this story is by my side, Vince. You, better than anyone, know this.”“Uh… Boss…” the security guard gulped “We… We also have another situation. It appears that a… Guest arrived earlier than expected. And he wants to talk to you.”"Guest?" Ugo's eyes darted towards Isaac and Vincent, clearly worried about who it could be "Who?"“Open the door, Ugo.” a deep voice sounded from the other side of the armored door, standing out even through the noise of the music blaring downstairs “You said you would welcome me with honors if I returned to America. I'm waiting.”“Nikolaev?!” Ugo grunted, surprised, and Isaac noticed his uncle tense up on his side “Shit. At a ti
“Are you talking about killing Massimo Bianchi?” Vincent questioned coldly, pretending to lean on Isaac's shoulder so he could straighten up on the couch, a silent warning for him to control his reactions "Do you even know what that would entail?"“I see you’re still pessimistic, Vince.” Ugo laughed, lighting a cigar and taking a long drag. “But, hey, don't be like that. My father and grandfather made big bets while they were alive, too. The world is a question of knowing where exactly to invest your efforts.”“But they both died in the retaliation of those high stakes, right?” Isaac’s uncle raised an eyebrow, managing to perfectly maintain his posture, as if he was actually in Ugo’s game and thinking about the matter “Are you willing to pay the price and want to convince us to be too?”“Do you think I would go into this if it wasn’t a good plan? I'm not a crazy dog like my father and brother were. I have brains and I don't let a detail or a slight offense become a fight between fami
Jasmine Easton was Fiona's granddaughter.While reading the message that Millicent had just sent, Isaac couldn't say he hadn't already suspected that before. And not just because those two women had similarities in appearance that could go unnoticed due to all the plastic surgery on Fiona’s face. The truth is that there seemed to be a pattern of behavior in everyone who was raised among the Greco, even if not directly. Apparently, there was a tendency for them to become insane or acquire that Machiavellian personality. It wasn't as if they were all intelligent, as Fiona's granddaughter was certainly not an example of genius, but she had clearly inherited her grandmother's greed and abilities to make other people's lives hell.“And are you really going to keep Davis’s secret?” he typed back to her quickly “This would be a good opportunity to prove to everyone that Jasmine has been manipulating this situation from the beginning and not just to keep her own job. Plus, I'm sure your father
“I already told you that nothing about what your grandmother told you about that day is true!” Mr. Davis sighed, and Millicent didn't even have time to recover from the shock of what she had just heard, when he continued “I never had anything to do with the fact that car rolled over with Sylvia in it. You know very well she was unstable even before you were born. She was the only one who jumped on the wheel and caused that accident…”“And you want me to believe that neither of you were disappointed when you found out that I had managed to be born, even after that?” Jasmine growled and, even though she couldn't see Mr. Davis's face, Millicent knew the answer just by the fury in Jasmine's next words “You fucking bastards! If you didn't want to have a daughter to be responsible for, you shouldn't have gone around fucking around in the first place…”“You know very well that it was just one night! A single night that was completely planned by your grandmother!” the man grunted, as if only