Semua Bab Ex-Wife Transition: The Comeback Of The Hidden Heiress: Bab 71 - Bab 80

•CAMILLA•“Mr. Coughlin just called. He said he’ll appoint two guys to come and be your bodyguards. He’s hoping you won’t send them back like you did with the last ones when he appointed them for you.”I was busy with something when she walked into the living room.“Is everything okay?” Francesca asked when she found me signing the contract, nullifying my marriage contract with Santino.I didn’t waste time. I had the papers delivered as soon as Santino left for his meeting in New Jersey.It was about damn time we did the marriage thing the right way.“Yeah, why?” I smiled as I looked up at her.“I thought you won’t sign the document. What happened? Did he do it again?”“He did nothing. I just realized I don’t want to be with him anymore, you know? I feel like there’s something else waiting for me out there, and I can’t get to it if I’m still stuck with Santino.”She looked at me for a second before she sat down on the opposite couch and chuckled.“Okay. So, does he know?”“Know what?

•CAMILLA•“Well, I didn’t think this was the surprise awaiting me.”“Do you like what the band is playing?” I blushed as he helped me sit down.“I don’t think I’ll be hearing anything tonight other than your voice.”I laughed. Well, he didn’t have to be cheesy with me. Not anymore.“If you say so.”He took my hand and placed a soft kiss on my palm. He then looked at me as if he would clear the table and fuck me on it, or maybe that was just me because he looked damn good in that tuxedo.“I love this, Camilla. I didn’t think you had this kind of surprise for me when I was rushing to make it on time.”“I hope I didn’t cut your meetings short.”“No,” he sighed as he poured us wine. “We actually have guests tomorrow. They want to join us for lunch. I made a new friend and his name is Mario. He’ll be coming with his wife to New York tomorrow morning, and hopefully, we will host them for lunch.”“That’s okay with me, though I must say I’m surprised you have a married friend. That’s rather un

•CECILIA•“Ugh, Casey,” I rolled my eyes. “When are you going to stop pouting and do everything we planned? Aren’t you keen on getting your mother the best help possible?”She hung her head over the couch and sighed as I sat on the opposite couch.“My mother has Alzheimer’s, Aunt Cecilia. She’s never going to be the same again. Even the most qualified doctors won’t cure her of the disease.”“So, what? Are you giving up everything and the money we agreed on? Remember, child, you’ll walk away with over ten million dollars when our plan is complete.”She straightened up and looked at me.We both knew she couldn’t decline the offer, not when she had nothing to go back home to.She didn’t have a college diploma, a business, or even a man to pay her bills. I was her only option, and she knew she couldn’t let me down.Besides, I needed her to complete my plan. There was no better person for the job than her. Her naivety and love for luxury and wealth were what I was counting on.“Yeah, I kno

•CAMILLA•“If the mirror could speak, it would’ve told you how beautiful you make that dress look on you, babe.”I turned around and chuckled. Santino leaned against the doorframe in our bedroom with his arms folded across his chest.“Do I make the dress look good?”“You do. I don’t think it would sound right if I said the dress makes you look good.” He leaned toward me and placed his hands on my waist.“Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Tuxedo. Where are we going looking like this?” I smirked.“Since you shamelessly told me I look good in one of these, I’ve blended it into my wardrobe. I plan to make you drool every time you see me.”“Ah yes, I did!” I laughed. “Yes, I’m shamelessly admitting again that a tuxedo looks good on you. If I weren’t going somewhere, I’d take it off you or watch you as you take it off yourself.”“Thank you, love.” He kissed my forehead while his hand brushed over the opening at the back of my dress.I felt goosebumps on my skin, and knowing what I’d do, I le

•SANTINO•“Who are you, and where did you get my number?”“I am Santino Banks. You’ve probably heard my name before. I want us to meet. I know you’re in New York with your brother, Lucius.”“I don’t know who you are, nor have I heard of you. What do you want from me?”“It’s about Vin. I know you’re his advisor and right-hand man. We don’t have to make this difficult, Mateo. Your brother doesn’t have to know you’re onto him. We both know you’re staying in New York and have a much greater purpose than what you’ve told Lucius.”He breathed and was quiet for a moment before he answered.“Vin is my friend, and I’ll never betray him for anything, if that’s what you want. The business I have with my brother is mine, and telling him my mission won’t make things difficult for me. You would make my job easier and faster instead. So if I were you, Santino, I wouldn’t threaten someone I do not know.”“What do you think your brother would do if he finds out that you changed the ownership papers of