Semua Bab Lost And Found By The Billionaire: Bab 191 - Bab 200

For dinner, I made a reservation at La Sponda, a Michelin star restaurant. The place was candle-lit with the view of the sea - an entire package of a romantic dinner. Enzo was pleased with my choice as he sat at our table, looking dapper in his crisp white shirt paired with tailored trousers. He looked nothing short of ravishing tonight. As for me, I settled for a simple summer dress in pink, hoping Enzo picked up on the clue. Once we were done placing the order, the waiter asked, “Shall I get a bottle of wine, ma’am?”“Yes, please. A bottle of-” “No, actually. We’re good.” Enzo said, handing him the menu. “Why? Don’t you want some?” “I’ll give you company on your virgin Pina Colada.” He said, “By the way, there’s news from the UK.” I raised my brows, “Okay?” “Raymond got the contract.” I breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank God.” I said, “All that hustle… well, it worked in our favour afterall.” “Yes, and he asked me to thank you specifically.” The waiter came back with our fo

The next few days passed like a breeze. Enzo and I explored Positano, travelled to the Amalfi town, and came back to Naples to spend the evening there. And then, it was finally time to head back to Sicily. We would be joining Grandma and Grandpa for breakfast before we flew back home to the states. “Did you guys have fun?” Grandma asked as she sipped on her orange. “Oh, yes. It was a great trip. All the credit goes to Cassie here.” Enzo said, “She even planned a surprise gender reveal for me.” “Really?” Her face beamed. “Yes, Grandma, it’s going to be a girl.” “Another one?” Grandpa said, pleasantly surprised. “Damn.” “Don’t be like that, Albert!” Grandma said, slapping his hand. “No, I’m delighted. I can’t wait to spoil her.” He grinned, “It’s Enzo I’m worried about. It’s not easy having pretty daughters.”We broke into a laugh, and that was when someone approached the table. As I looked up, I realized that it was Axon. “Hello, everyone.” He said, “May I join you?” “Of cour

I picked a red dress for dinner tonight, a classic choice that one can’t go wrong with. By eight o’clock, Enzo and I reached the restaurant, right on time. Enzo held my hand and walked up to the reception, checking our reservation. “Hello, we have a reservation under the name Trent Dalton at 8.” Enzo said. The receptionist was a small, young woman, who was clearly not used to seeing handsome men in her profession. Her cheeks flushed as she spoke to Enzo. “Y-yes. Mr Dalton’s already here. Let me guide you to your seat.” I couldn’t help but be amused at her. She was clearly dazzled. Who could blame her? Enzo looked dapper in his three piece all black suit. Luckily for me, I picked out a classic red dress for dinner tonight, complementing him. As we approached our table, I saw a lovely couple conversing with each other. As soon as they saw us, they gave us a huge grin. “Mr DeLuca.” Trent said, offering his hand, “Nice to finally meet you.” “You too, Mr Dalton.” Enzo said, and put h

Enzo flew out to the UK two days ago, and yet, there was no news of his return. His one day trip was prolonged to three days, and now, he was saying there could be more delay. “The damn paperwork, Cassie. Nothing is delivered on time here.” he said, “I can tell that Trent is doing this on purpose. Such a petty loser.” I sighed, thinning my lips at him as I watched his distraught face on facetime. He was sitting in a cafe, having lunch. “Any news about when you will return?” I asked. Kelly stayed with me for two days, but she had to head back home today. Although I was not scared of sleeping alone, it would be better if I had some company. “I have my flight ticket booked for this evening.” He said, “I’m just praying that nothing else comes up before I get on the plane.” I smiled, “And what if something happens when you’re flying and you have to go back?” “Well, fuck it. I don’t care at this point. Let them shut down the office here if they want to.” He said, “When is Kelly comin

“Another two days?” I asked Peter, my colleague who was helping me take care of my shit at the UK office. “There’s no chance in hell I’m missing my flight this evening.” “Enzo, you’re going to land in a bigger mess if you ignore this right now.” He sighed from the other end of the call. “It’s just a matter of-” “I’ve had enough of this, Peter. We didn’t do anything wrong. I shouldn’t have to sit here and explain that to anyone. This is what you were hired for. This is your job. You better fix this shit.” “Enzo, that’s not fair.” “If you think so, I won’t hesitate before passing on this work to someone else.” I said and cut the call. Fucking hell. No wonder Trent shit all over my place. My employees here were incompetent beyond redemption. They were the reason I was in this position right now. I immediately called Mark then. As soon as he picked the call, I said, “Mark. Get me Lester Lockwood. I need him to deal with this shit in the UK.” “Lester?” Mark asked in confusion, “I t