Semua Bab I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire!: Bab 151 - Bab 160

Italy, at last! I have a strong inkling that this is where the Le Distruzioni has brought Hazel, and that we’ll finally meet again. Francesca and I book separate hotel rooms the moment we arrive. I thought it’s just to spend the night and rest, but it turns out that this is where she’ll keep me while doing things on her own. I’m not sure if Francesca is s.tupid or just careless for always leaving me behind. To avoid suspicion from the Italian authorities, she didn’t bring or contact any of his gang soldiers to guard me, which means I can just escape her anytime and tell the authorities about her. I head into her room where she’s already preparing to leave again. “I thought we're in this together?” I ask sharply. “Do you think I trust that you really wanna help me overthrow my brother? Of course not,” she answers with a hint of mockery in her tone. “You only wanna find out where your wife is. That’s why you wanna stick with me.” Anger flares through me. I clutch Francesca’s jaw

I try reaching Marius through his email and social media account, but he’s not responding. I’m sure he has access to a phone now. So it’s either he’s being monitored all the time or he can only use a phone whenever he’s demanded to. I hide my cell phone underneath my piled up clothes, which are Francesca’s old clothes, inside my luggage. As I make my way downstairs, Giulia appears before me. “Please don’t die again,” she begs, apprehension on her face. I hug her. “I won’t.” … But it’s for my family, not for you. And I hope that I’ll never come back here again. I’m sorry, Giulia, and take care. Adriano and I, together with some of his gang members, drive towards the airport. Using Adriano’s private jet, in three hours, we land in Venice. The beauty of Venice makes me daydream of going back here one day as a tourist, not as a prisoner, with Marius and our sons beside me. Suddenly, Adriano leans into my ears, too close that I have to step back and glare at him. He doesn’t min

The Venice Biennale exceeds my expectations. Talented artists and performers from around the world come together to showcase their talents. Bollywood, Hollywood and other foreign celebrities are also invited to attend. As much as I’d like to be fully mesmerized by the surroundings, I can’t coz I’m being watched by Adriano’s men, who are disguised as guests like me. The painting Salvatore Mundi of Leonardo Da Vinci is currently in auction. And to my surprise it is sold at a staggering prize of four hundred fifty US dollars to a Saudi Arabian prince.My heart thuds in anxiety, and I become hesitant to push through with the mission. There are Americans around who may be able to help me and Marius. But, the watchful gazes of Adriano’s men are stripping me of any courage to act.After the painting is placed in a secured-looking suitcase, it is brought towards one of the hallways. So I follow. Surprisingly, none of Adriano’s men follow me or the painting.One of the event guards stops

I’m carrying Marius and my third child! My happiness overflows, temporarily overshadowing all the worries and fears I’ve been battling against. This pregnancy is a sign that I shouldn’t be too stressed again. The thought of having another miscarriage is unbearable. However,... My happiness has to be constricted by the news flashing on the TV screen; The painting that we stole is now being searched by the authorities. The newscaster also mentions several VIP names who saw where the painting was kept after the auction,, and one of the names was the one I used on the fake ID. “Marius, I’m scared,” I whisper.Marius holds my hand, but it’s not enough to give me some comfort.“You have to make sure my wife and I won’t get caught,” Marius says to Francesca, who doesn’t look anxious at all.She says, “The faster I become The Boss, the faster you can get out of this country.”“It’s not just about getting out of Italy. My face is associated with that fake name,” I say in irritation.But F

MARIUS’ POV: Knowing that Hazel is with our sons now is such an immense relief I’ve not felt in what feels like an eternity. I’m forever in debt to dad for helping us get through such situations. And I won’t waste all of his efforts. I will, not only win against the Giordannos, but become one of the wealthiest and influential in the world. With that, no one will dare to endanger my family ever again! Even though the Italian authorities coordinate with dad to save Hazel, they refuse to interfere with our affair against Le Distruzioni, citing the dangers it may cause to their own lives and their families. Some may not admit it, but I’m pretty sure they’re being paid to protect that gang’s interest too. Dad and I go our separate ways for now. He checks into a highly-secured hotel room, heavily-guarded by his bodyguards plus several Italian police officers, while I drive towards Adriano’s estate all by myself. As soon as I hop down my car, Adriano’s gang members quickly point their g