“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.

91

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!