“But you’ll be flying into my private estate,” Don Vicari said dourly.
“Oh – wonderful! I can’t wait to see it!”
“Hrm,” he harrumphed.
“Did Roberto get back okay?” I asked.
“He did! He brought someone, too!”
“Who?” I asked, surprised.
“A woman from Hong Kong.”
“What?!” I said, shocked.
I wondered if she was the one with the 50 million euros.
“Who is she?” I asked.
“Her name’s Mei-ling. She’s very nice, but I’ll let you ask him about her. You know he’s extremely private, and he’s been a bit cagey about her.”
Holy shit…
Had Roberto – a boring stick in the mud, if there ever was one – hooked up withsome chick in Hong Kong?!
If it was true, then I was seriously pissed off.
Here I was, about to get forced into an arranged marriage, and Roberto was chasing pussy in Hong Kong.
But I let it slide. I’d find out more later.
Alessandra and I chatted, and I asked a bunch of questions to camouflage my intentions about Cat.
At the end, I said, “Thanks, Alessandra. For everything.”
“You’re welcome. I can’t promise Massimo will be there… but I’m sure he’ll want to be.”
I knew she wasn’t talking about Massimo.
“I look forward to seeing everybody.”
“And I know everybody wants to see you. Take care. Goodbye, Don Vicari.”
“Goodbye,” he said coolly.
When Alessandra hung up the phone, Don Vicari looked at me. “Well? Satisfied?”
I would be if it worked.
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Iwas overjoyed after talking to Alessandra.
I did my best to contain myself during dinner with Don Vicari and the old lady. However, Isabella must have noticed I was in a better mood because she kept glancing over at me.
After dinner, I had to take a walk outside because I was so excited.
I’m going to see Cat tomorrow!