The plan

Tristan stood outside the veranda, a glass of wine in his hand. He stood over the railings, staring down as he sipped his wine.

He was thinking deeply about what to do. Since Layla left, he'd not been able to get her off his mind.

He was contemplating on going after her, to tell her everything she needed to know but then, he still lacked the courage to take the step.

His phone vibrated in his pocket, he took it out and saw it was a call from Gianna. He sighed and shook his head as he returned the phone to bid pocket.

"Layla's with her now. She must be calling because of her." Tristan concluded.

Matteo came up behind him bowed. " Boss...the boys have arrived safely and everything is going according as planned.

"Did Elvis call? What did he say about Bella and her mother?"

" They are still locked nup, boss. Just as you wanted." Matteo replied.

" Get me on the line with Elvis, I want to speak to Bella."

Matteo stared at him. " May I ask why!"

"No, you may not." Tristan replied.

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