I stand in my office and look at the more or less threatening email. "What could this mean? Did anything happen at the dinner?" Mark asked, biting his fingernails."We should inform Mr D'errico ""No, you will do no such thing, I am the CEO of this company, not him." I say firmly to which he nods. Legal Action Notice - Dxpress vs. Rivera Shipping"It has come to our attention that numerous contractual obligations have been breached, resulting in significant financial losses and reputational damage for Dxpress. Our patience has waned, and we can no longer tolerate the grievances caused by your company's actions and negligence.We hereby serve you with an official notice of legal action, so you are fully aware of the gravity of the situation at hand. Dxpress is left with no choice but to pursue a lawsuit against Rivera Shipping to seek justice for the damages incurred.Our legal team is prepared to exhaust every avenue available to us to protect our rights and hold Rivera Shipping acco
I move shakily to her body, my hand trembling, I touch her face, it's cold. She must have been dead for a while now. How on earth did she get here? Was she brought here? I imagine her being dragged, thrown to the ground, beaten and finally cold-bloodedly murdered. I shiver again. She was almost unrecognizable, who would do something like this heinous to the poor woman? Clark tries to shield me away from the ghastly sight. "We have to get you out of here, whoever did this, could still be around here somewhere.""Call Giovanni." I say to him, "Call my husband." He takes out his phone and types on it before bringing it to his ears "Mr. D'errico. Something's happened... Yes, she's here with me...N—"He closes his eyes and lets out a sigh. Giovanni had hung up on him Not long after, the screeching of cars divided our attention as three black cars made their way over to where we were, Giovanni steps out of one of the cars, looking like the grim reaper. "Emily, what are you doing here?"
"What is it?" I ask looking at him in anticipation. "My priority is to keep you safe," he says cupping my face and gently brushing his thumb against my cheek. "What do you mean?" I asked, looking into his eyes unblinkingly. "Before your mother's tragic death, she was guarding something incredibly valuable...the Baltimore gem. "Baltimore gem?" I repeat, my mind reeling. What in God's name was that?!"Yes, It's a cherished family heirloom, a crystal worth a staggering 100 trillion dollars."I gasp silently, my hand flying to my mouth in disbelief. Do we really possess something of that value?"100 trillion dollars!" I murmur, struggling to comprehend it all."Listen, Emily, you inherited that along with his wealth, it wasn't mentioned to you earlier on purpose"I don't say anything to that, not like anybody tells me anything. "So where is this gem?" I ask"I have no idea, only your mother knew its whereabouts""When I shot that man that night, he wasn't completely dead, we took him
I stare at the message surprisingly, Talia and Diana were both in New York? Together?!"How do you know that?" I type, and I watch as the bubbles go up and down."I know everything." I stare at the three words. "Emily," I look up in a daze, realizing that Giovanni is still here. "What's wrong?" He asks. "Nothing's wrong." I turn off my phone, telling him about this would not do any of us good. It's best if he didn't know. Instead, I decided to tell him about Talia "Earlier this morning, Dxpress sent us a message, they want to file a lawsuit against us."He shakes his head "I'll take care of it Emily, thank you for telling me." He puts a hand on my shoulder squeezing it lightly "I know what Talia plans to do, I won't let that happen. I won't let you go through something like that, it's going to be alright". I look at my husband and smile, nodding my head. Yet, I still had a nagging feeling that things were going to be far from alright. In order not to dampen the mood, I do not tel
By the looks of it, someone must have used a hot iron rod to make the hole. Emily whoever did this, definitely had something against you... or your husband" He adds.I look at him surprisingly. "Oh so the thought hasn't even crossed your mind, that your husband might be involved in this." He says and I scowl at him. "Stop with all this crap about my husband detective, the only reason why I'm even here is because this concerns me, I sure as hell wouldn't want to have anything to do with you". I tell him angrily. I've just about had it with him. "You act tough now, but you didn't act so tough, the last time we met." He scoffs watching my reaction.I freeze as I remembered the last words he told me. "What did you mean by that?" I ask him. He shakes his head" It doesn't matter anyways.""What matters now is that I need to find out who sent you that text message, the one that led you to that abandoned warehouse. It's clear that someone is trying to manipulate you, to lure you into thei
''What do you mean, something between us?' I couldn't help but laugh at his question. "We're married," I remind him.''Au contraire Emily, how pray tell did you two meet? and from what I've gathered, my brother also worked for your father, Jamie Rivera," he states. "Yes, that is correct". I fold my hands, tilting my head slightly. What exactly was he implying?"Haven't you ever wondered exactly what kind of work my brother did for your father?" He asks with a sly smile.I look at him with confusion. What was he trying to say?"I-I…"I stutter, not sure how to respond.He laughs, and the sound resonates through the room "No? it's never crossed your mind? You've never wondered what exactly the relationship between your father and Giovanni was?"Well, I admit I have thought about it but I confined the thought to the back of my mind because I didn't think it mattered anyways but now that I'm being asked. What exactly was between my father and Giovanni? Why did my father trust Giovanni so m
Diana! What on earth is she doing here? A young woman with hair as dark as midnight done up in a bun walks in. She had an emotionless expression, a rigid jawline and a piercing gaze that made her appear quite unapproachable. She seemed to exude a sense of sternness that made me feel uneasy. She looked very self-possessed but despite her seemingly emotionless appearance, I had a feeling that she would be someone I could talk to.She must be one of the new maids Giovanni was talking about, she was rather peculiar. "I'm Darva Aronov. It's a pleasure meeting you mistress." She says bowing slightly. I observed her impeccable appearance, noting how every detail, from her meticulously ironed clothes to her perfectly groomed hair and nails, exuded an air of precision and sophistication.It was clear to me that she was someone who was strong-willed and not easily intimidated. She had a presence that commanded respect and radiated resilience."Nice to meet you too." I say to her. She looked t
"Nam-son?!" I say in astonishment. Diana's eyes widened with fear as her hands wrung together anxiously. "But...what about Giovanni?" She had mentioned earlier that Talia wanted to kill him. She moved closer, gripping my hand tightly as if her life depended on it. "My cousin doesn't want to interfere with anything. He doesn't trust me." Her gaze dropped to the floor for a moment before locking with mine again, desperation etched on her features. "But I know you would...please."I was at a loss for words, taken aback by the fragile vulnerability she was displaying - a side of Diana I had never witnessed before. "What makes you think I can help you? What exactly is going on with Nam-son?" I'm unsure of whether to trust what she is saying. "I don't know for certain," she admitted, her voice trembling slightly, "but I think he's been taken..." She paused, taking a deep, steadying breath. "A few days ago, I received a message that Nam-son had been taken b-" She stopped abruptly as if t