Chapter 161 Mr. Vittorio Creates Another Storm!
15 minutes ago, she posted an update: [Feeling unwell, canceling all activities and work, will be resting at home for a while, please do not disturb.]
Below the words was a picture of half of her face, looking extremely frail, as if she were seriously ill. Damn it. What was she up to?
"Giorgio? Why aren't you saying anything? What happened to Katherine?" Viviana asked worriedly.
"An inquiry was made." Giorgio collected his thoughts and closed the webpage. "Grandma, it's nothing, just a slight cold. I'll hang up now."
After ending the call, he rose from his seat, his tall figure striding out of the study to find Anna.
However, the door was firmly locked and couldn't be pushed open at all.
Did she consider him a wolf or a criminal?
“Anna, open the door.”
Even without seeing his face, one could imagine his anger at this moment.
Lying on the bed, Anna showed no fear and spoke up: "I tweeted that I'm resting due to an illness. No need for any acting. Mr. Vittorio, handle your work from now on, and I'll stay in my room. It's best if we don't meet."
So, her intention was to avoid him!
Inside, Giorgio felt restless. "Fine, stay in there. If you dare to come out, I'll break your leg."
She would rather stay in the room until old age than face him outside!
"Explain the situation to Grandma yourself." The man's deep, cold voice sounded again, followed by the sound of cold footsteps.
Only then did Anna recall that she suddenly fallen ill, and Viviana might come to visit her. Then she would have to act affectionate with Giorgio again.
That was something she didn't want. She took out her phone and sent a text message:
[Grandma, I'm fine. Just resting at home, preparing for a second child.]
This excuse seemed plausible! Viviana couldn't stop smiling:
[Alright, alright. I was just about to come and see you. Since you’re like this, and I'm not feeling well, I won't disturb you. I'll have Sofia bring some food over.]
Anna: [Okay, thank you, Grandma.]
After sending the message, Anna started to feel at ease during her days at home.
She didn't venture beyond her room, not even to the adjacent one. Meals were also delivered to her inside the room.
The two children sensed something was wrong:
"Daddy, did you have a disagreement with Anna again? Can't men just yield to women?"
"Giorgio, constantly arguing with women is not very graceful."
Giorgio glanced at them coldly, who said he was arguing with Anna? It was Anna arguing with him! He wondered how long she could keep up this act.
Giorgio was certain that Anna wouldn't last three days in the room. After all, it was a guest room, lacking all the entertainment facilities of the master bedroom, except for the bed.
Moreover, who could endure staying inside a closed room for several days and nights without going out?
As it turned out, he was completely mistaken.
Not only did Anna stay in the room for three days, but she also continued to stay there for seven consecutive days, and there were signs that she would continue!
The entire villa was devoid of any trace of her. If it weren't for her clothes hanging in the wardrobe, Giorgio would suspect she wasn't even in this villa.
Unexplainably, he felt increasingly irritated.
On this particular evening, Carla and Judy arrived at the villa.
"Giorgio, we've come without an invitation. I hope you don't mind?"
In truth, nobody was ever formally invited to this private villa. Giorgio's expression remained cold, and his emotions inscrutable.
"What's the matter?" Carla looked at Judy, who promptly handed her a stack of photos.
"Mr. Vittorio, these are the photos related to that night. Miss. Stefanelli asked me to investigate, but the surveillance footage was damaged. There was a portion with garbled code that couldn't be repaired. After searching for a long time, I discovered an unidentified man in black who also appeared on the second floor that night in a snapshot taken by a staff member. I have feeling he's involved."
Giorgio lowered his gaze. In the photos, the man wore a duckbill cap and all black attire, making it impossible to see his face clearly. However, who would dress like that at a birthday banquet? It was clearly an intentional disguise. Anna’s words, "I was almost violated by that man," echoed subconsciously in his mind. It seemed likely that this man was a key figure.
He pocketed the photos and said, "I will conduct a thorough investigation."
Noticing his cold and indifferent demeanor, Mrs. Stefanelli spoke, "Giorgio, I know you don't like Anna, and I don't have a fondness for her either. However, she’s currently filling in for Katherine, and this has all been a misunderstanding. Just endure a little longer. The doctor said yesterday that Katherine regaining consciousness and will likely wake up soon. Once Katherine wakes up, we will promptly remove Anna. Thank you for your assistance during this time."
Her words dripped with disdain for Anna.
Giorgio's aura turned icy. "Very well, I have personal matters to attend to. I won't trouble you any longer." With that, he turned and walked straight back to the villa.
As he ascended the stairs, he took another look at the photos in his hand, adjusting his footsteps towards Anna's room.
"Open the door; I have something to discuss."
"What is it?" came the voice from inside, curt and even impatient.
No woman had ever dared to treat him this way!
His aura grew even colder. He raised his hand and pushed the door open directly. Then, he laid eyes on it—the white walls adorned with white gauze curtains, exuding a beautiful and romantic atmosphere. And there she was, a woman in historical costume, sitting in front of the computer. She wore a white lace mask on her face and holding a pile of unfamiliar objects, diligently crafting something.
Her figure was stunning, her presence ethereal, captivating all who beheld her.
Anna?
"What are you doing?" he asked, taken aback by her appearance.
Anna hadn't anticipated Giorgio opening the door. She was startled, confused, and at a loss for words. Who let him in?
At that moment, the bullet comments on the computer screen were already filled with fan comments:
"His voice sounds so good!"
"Why does it remind me of my idol's voice a little?"
"Who is the broadcaster?"
"Can he show his face, please?"
No, absolutely not!
This was Anna's newly created TikTok account she’d started in the past few days. Although it was still new, with her exceptional craftsmanship and beautiful retro outfit, she had already gained 300,000 followers.
She couldn't let anyone know her true identity!
Anna quickly closed the computer, stood up in a panic, and looked at Giorgio.
"How did you get in? I didn't expect Mr. Vittorio, who's always haughty, to have a habit of entering girls' rooms."
Dressed up in makeup and retro costumes, Anna presents a novel and appealing image.
Giorgio hadn't seen her for seven days, and now there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, albeit fleeting. However...
"After spending seven days in your room , you decide to wear clothes from Giuseppe to see what you’ve missing? Were you just on a video call with him? " Giorgio’s tone was accusing.
Anna furrowed her brow. What was he implying with the video call?
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"No Idea?" Giorgio, with an icy countenance, stepped forward and pushed her against the wall, "When you got out of his car that night and took this dress, you thought I was blind? What exactly is your relationship with him? Are you going to tell me now? " He demanded, his voice dripping with suspicion.
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