Chapter 184 I'm feeling wronged and upset
His tone was magnetic, low, and chilling. Although he didn't mention any strategies, it felt like he had already figured out a solution, giving an inexplicable sense of security.
Had he planned this all along? Did he purposely wait here, knowing she would eventually back down?
Anna's emotions were a tangled mess. Despite her disdain for him and her reluctance to submit, she still ended up relying on him.
Perhaps there wasn't much difference between him and Mrs. Stefanelli. The two of them walked into the Vittorio mansion, disappearing gradually into the dark night.
In the shadows of the night, someone hid and silently watched their fading figures, behind his glasses, his eyes narrowed in surprise, disbelief, and sharpness.
Katherine's wedding ended with her being in a vegetative state? But wasn't the person just now Katherine? Then who was it? He turned around and quickly left to investigate.
Inside the vintage living room of the Vittorio mansion, the lights were bright, illuminating the room.
The furniture was mostly made of special fragrant wood , exuding a faint scent. However, seated on the topmost chair was a stern old lady, with others sitting on either side, each wearing a different expression. The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy.
Anna walked by Giorgio's side, taking a deep breath before nervously speaking, "Good evening, grandmother."
"What's good about it? You two early gave me a heart attack. I feel like I'm on the verge of lying in a coffin," Henna, fearing that the fire might not ignite, spoke up.
Others chimed in, "That's right, Miss Stefanelli, or should we say Princess? You seem to enjoy being in the spotlight, trending every few days."
"And you even post pictures of your sleepwear online, as if afraid that people will forget about your existence?"
"Giorgio, I can't believe you can stand this Katherine had the nerve to publicly humiliate you. Do you know what everyone is saying on the internet? I'm genuinely worried about our company's stocks."
Giorgio stood under the spotlight, exuding a cold and handsome aura, no trace of panic on him. On the contrary, danger emanated from him, as if he were not the one at fault. One glance at him and their voices softened, and gradually disappeared altogether. No one dared to discuss this noble and evasive man any further.
Anna secretly sighed in relief before speaking up, "Dear relatives, things are not as you have seen. I did not make Mr. Vittorio lose face."
Viviana, who occupied the main seat, finally spoke with a serious tone, "What happened? Katherine, you're not such an unreasonable girl in my heart. I hope you have a clear explanation."
Anna nervously squeezed her small hand and said, "Grandmother, in fact, Mr. Vittorio and I have been pretending all along. The affectionate announcements we made were all for the media."
"What! Pretending!" Viviana squinted her eyes. "What does that mean? Explain everything to your grandmother." The others' gaze also focused on Anna, filled with curiosity.
Anna pursed her lips and glanced at Giorgio before slowly explaining, "During my father's birthday banquet, someone plotted against me, even attempting to assault me to tarnish the reputations of both families. I was terrified and helpless at the time. But when I met Mr. Vittorio, he not only didn't help me, he believed Edith's words and thought I was having an affair with the man. He even forced me to apologize to Edith. I was deeply disappointed in him. Since then, I used the excuse of “preparing for pregnancy” to return to the Stefanelli family and posted those photos online. It was all just to maintain appearances and prevent people with ill intentions from exploiting the situation. Mr. Moretti also knew about this and arranged for us to meet tonight to ease the tension between us."
As Anna spoke, her eyes welled up, and two clear tears fell directly, choking her with discomfort. "Grandma, just bringing it up now makes me so sad. How could my husband be so cruel to me? My heart hurts so much."
Her sobbing voice was full of sorrow, her pitiful appearance on her small face truly heart-wrenching.
Giorgio only let her talk about the conflicts between them, but she acted so convincingly? She even brought up the previous incident? The most crucial point was that her performance at the moment, besides acknowledging it as an act, unexpectedly tugged at his heart.
Oscar owed her an Oscar statuette. What he didn’t know was that her sorrow was genuine. That incident was like a sharp thorn, piercing into her heart, deep and painful, with the blood that flowed out turning cold.
The others were all stunned, looking at Colombo. Previously, he mentioned that there might be something fishy? But the result was just marital conflicts. It was comical. Colombo did not expect that turn of events either.
He believed that what he had dug up would be a shocking secret, even imagining Giorgio and Katherine's downfall. Come to think of it, Giuseppe did mention that someone plotted against Katherine at the banquet, so why didn't he think of that.
"Katherine, to think such a thing happened, why didn't you tell Grandma earlier? You've truly been wronged. Come here, let Grandma hug you." Viviana's voice softened, filled with tenderness.
What women need is a man's protection. Who wouldn't feel sad when left isolated and helpless during that time?
"Katherine, what about tonight? What happened? You should've considered Giorgio's reputation and endured a little longer. Why leave in front of everyone?"
Anna sniffled, stood by Viviana's side, and said, "Grandma, that was all an act we intentionally put on. We discovered someone had installed surveillance cameras in the private room. We pretended to quarrel and leave as a trap to expose them."
The faces of those present paled noticeably. Some looked elsewhere, avoiding eye contact, others shifting uncomfortably, appearing quite peculiar.
Anna glanced at them and continued, "We believed that the one monitoring us must malicious, maybe even the same assailant from before. So, we deliberately staged a show to attract attention from the media and then catch them. Mr. Vittorio just found that someone did, in fact, give the news to the reporters, adding fuel to the fire."
"What audacity! They actually plotted against my grandson and granddaughter-in-law! Has the person behind the surveillance been caught? I want to personally interrogate them!" Viviana pounded her cane on the ground, making a resounding thud.
The atmosphere instantly became dangerous and tense. Everyone knew that although Viviana was old, she still held countless important economic and personal connections, with significant authority. If she made a move, everyone in Crownhaven would bow to her.
Those present trembled, and someone promptly stood up. "Grandma, it wasn't us; it was Uncle! He contacted us, and he... Speaking of other important matters, we later discovered that he was monitoring Giorgio."
"Yes, Grandma, I was tricked by Colombo to go there. I have text messages as evidence." One person after another stood up, pointing directly at Colombo.
Colombo's face twitched with anger. These spineless and incapable bastards, who had agreed to bring Giorgio to hell together, were now pushing it all onto him! Damn it!
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