Chapter 159 Take her to take a bath.
His inquiry was delivered casually, revealing no emotion.
The people present were taken aback:
"Katherine was manipulated?"
"What happened?"
"Tell us quickly, is she going to embarrass herself?"
Each person's face held an expression of anticipation.
Could it not be them?
With a meaningful look and a faint smile, Giuseppe, with his piercing gaze, commented, "It's nothing, just a small matter. But it would be best if none of you were involved. I have something else to attend to, so I'll take my leave."
He stood up and left with a refined and elegant figure, leaving an air of grace behind.
"It seems like Giuseppe has some special interest in Katherine..."
"Don't let him know about the next plan."
"Well, a few of us will handle it."
"Starting tomorrow, we’ll each observe Katherine individually, trying to provoke her in every way possible."
"Yes, let's make her uncomfortable."
...
Anna spent the night in the car with the dog. She had known for a long time that Giorgio was ruthless and dangerous. But today, she truly witnessed the extent of his cruelty and heartlessness, causing her to doubt if he had a heart at all!
Her heart turned cold, her whole body felt numb, her eyelids heavy. Unable to endure it any longer, she fainted.
"Woof woof!" Blacky barked twice, then used its mouth to cover Anna with Giorgio's blanket in the car. It pushed open the car door and jumped out, running back to the villa.
It was only 6:30 in the morning.
In the gym, Giorgio had already done hundreds of sit-ups, his body was drenched in sweat, and his muscles sharply defined beneath his clothing.
"Woof woof!" Blacky ran to his side, enthusiastically wagging its large tail, urging him to follow.
Giorgio paused his exercise, wiped away the sweat from his handsome face with a towel, and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't I tell you to stay with her?"
"Woof woof woof!" Blacky barked a few more times and finally bit Giorgio's clothes, pulling him outside.
He was pulled all the way to the underground garage. Giorgio wanted to say something, but he saw Anna lying unconscious in the car. Her face was pale, her figure frail, lying there like a lifeless rag doll.
Damn it, she should reflect on herself, yet she fainted first. He approached and lifted her up, swiftly carrying her up the stairs.
Little Tony, who had just arrived at the villa, saw the scene and exclaimed, "Mr. Vittorio, what happened to Miss Stefanelli?"
"I’m not sure. Call Tom immediately and ask him to come over. And make sure the kids know," Giorgio ordered.
"Yes, Mr. Vittorio."
Half an hour later, in Giorgio's master bedroom. Tom was administering an IV drip to Anna casting a concerned glance at Giorgio.
"She has a high fever, almost to the point of delirium. Giorgio, did you throw her into an icy lake as punishment, or lock her in a refrigerator for the night? She's terribly ill."
Giorgio remained silent.
If he could, he would've thrown her into an icy lake to feed the fish.
With a cold demeanor, he retorted, "I just had Blacky stay with her in the car overnight. They had air conditioning. Does that count as punishment?"
Tom shook his head repeatedly. "Not at all. Blacky may look fierce, but it doesn't harm anyone. But Giorgio, your eyes are merciless. After what she and Giuseppe did, you only gave her that kind of punishment?"
Giorgio's deep gaze swept over Anna on the bed and to Tom's face.
"Do you genuinely believe she was involved with Giuseppe?"
"Huh? What do you mean? Isn't it true?"
Giorgio's face darkened.
"Last night, she insisted that she had been set up, and it didn't sound like a lie. Giuseppe wouldn't have dared to harm her at the party. Moreover, from the time she went upstairs until we followed, it was only about 26 minutes. Accounting for the time, she spent changing her clothes and the time she spent in the dressing room, and the time Giuseppe spent in the garden, it was less than ten minutes. What could they have possibly done? Besides, she’s fond of Simon, and with a boyfriend like Simon, would she be interested in Giuseppe?"
Each statement represented a calculated and contemplative deduction, a result of his contemplation throughout the entire night.
In fact, he should have considered this earlier, but due to anger, he overlooked too many details.
Tom, after listening, gave a nod of approval and said, "I also don't believe Anna is that kind of person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have jumped off a high building to save Charlie. Besides she isn’t even attracted to you, so why would she be interested in Giuseppe?"
Giorgio's expression turned instantly icy.
Tom realized he had said something wrong, so he quickly covered his mouth and changed the topic.
"Anyway, whatever happened last night must have been planned by someone. Giorgio, when she wakes up, ask her about the situation and investigate it thoroughly."
Giorgio responded with a curt nod.
He wasn't certain who was behind the plot at the moment, but their objective was likely to drive a wedge between him and Anna or embarrass Anna at the party. Once he found out the truth, he wouldn't hold back.
Moreover, regardless of the schemer’s identity or the circumstances of last night, there must be another connection between Anna and Giuseppe.
This time, he would uncover all the answers.
"Giorgio, things are taking turn for the worse!" Tom's voice rang out and interrupted his thoughts.
Giorgio snapped back to attention. "What's wrong?"
Tom held a medical thermometer, a troubled expression on his face. "I administered the best fever-reducing medicine, but her temperature hasn't gone down. In fact, it has increased by 0.1 degrees, which I have never encountered before."
Giorgio asked sternly, "Are you the doctor, or am I the doctor? What's the use of telling me? Find a solution immediately and bring down her high fever."
"Yes, yes, I'll do my best."
Tom busily tried various methods to lower the temperature, using both medication and scientific techniques. However, his forehead was covered in fine sweat, yet there was still no effect.
"This isn’t working. If the fever continues, it could lead to brain damage. Carry her to the bathroom and try soaking her in warm water. If that doesn't work, we have to take her to the hospital and explore other treatment options."
Giorgio never expected the high fever to be so serious.
He stepped forward, bent down, and lifted Anna into his arms, heading straight into the bathroom.
The running water from the showerhead and faucet quickly filled up more than half the bathtub in no time.
Anna lay there motionless, her delicate face showing glaring red spots due to the fever.
If Giorgio wasn't holding onto her, she would have sunk into the water.
"It seems like her will is weak, and she's deeply distressed inside. Combined with her already weak physical condition, it caused such a severe fever," analyzed Tom on the side.
Giorgio frowned.
"Distressed in her heart?" After what happened last night, who precisely is experiencing emotional distress?
Nevertheless, looking at her like this, he couldn't be angry. He tightened his grip on her shoulder and said gently, "Anna, don't let Penny see you like this. Pull yourself together, for her sake."
Clearly, there was no response.
Giorgio leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "Penny will be back for dinner in the afternoon. If she sees you ill and finds out about last night, what will she think of you as a mother?"
"I don't want her to know, so I'll wake up."
It was a promise, a precarious one.
Anna listened in a daze, and a shimmering tear escaped from the corner of her eye.
Penny... If that little girl Penny where to discover what happened last night, she’d be so heartbroken for her.
In her ear, she could still hear the man's deep, hoarse voice.
She couldn't lift her hand, so it fell on him—
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