Chapter 319 Spend the Night with Him
Naturally, Giorgio hadn't expected it. He glanced deeply at Anna:
"Did you say these things to the child?"
As if being told was not enough! She even had to face such straightforward questioning!
Anna was in distress and wished she could find a hole to hide in: "No, that's not what I meant..."
Charlie: "Anna, you did say that at the time, were you lying to me?"
Awkward!
Just as Anna was feeling helpless and embarrassed, her phone rang.
The timing of this call was just too perfect.
Anna quickly took out her phone to answer: "Hello, who is this?"
"Anna, Miss Stefanelli, right? Your adoptive mother has had an accident. Come to the outskirts immediately." The other party spoke seriously and harshly, not even giving her a chance to refuse. They added:
"Half an hour, if you don't show up, the consequences will be something you can't bear."
Then, they hung up.
Anna furrowed her eyebrows. What trouble had Wendy gotten into this time?
The key point was that the other party directly called her Miss Stefanelli, full of threats. She couldn't just stand by.
"The breakfast is ready, you guys eat, I have urgent matters to attend to and must go right away." Anna took off her apron directly and quickly ran out.
Charlie looked at Anna's figure and furrowed his small eyebrows:
"Did something happen to Anna?"
How would Giorgio know? Maybe she's intentionally avoiding him, who knows?
Besides, even if she did have something going on, she doesn't need him to intervene.
He casually said, "It's nothing, let's eat breakfast."
Anna looked very anxious, and there were no taxis outside. Anna had also saved her grandmother. As her father had taught her, she should repay the favor like a gushing spring. "Daddy, can you go and give Anna a ride?"
The little one was using both reason and coquetry.
Giorgio was helpless and could only turn around to give her a ride.
Just as Anna left the Vittorio mansion, she received a detailed address in a text message on her phone from the other party.
She looked anxiously outside and realized that there were no cars. She suddenly remembered that there wouldn't be any taxis coming over here!
What should she do? Would it be too late to call for a car and then go?
"Doot." Just then, a car horn sounded.
She looked over and saw Giuseppe's car. She quickly ran over and said, "Mr. Vittorio, I have something urgent. Could you please give me a ride?"
"Why be so polite, Miss Stefanelli? Get in the car." Giuseppe was elegant and gentlemanly.
Anna was incredibly grateful and thanked him three times in a row. She opened the door, got in, and closed it.
The car quickly sped away like an arrow.
In the garage, inside a luxurious Maybach, a man watched as the car disappeared into the distance, his face handsome and cold, his aura sinking.
He was not mistaken; even if she had something important, she didn't need him.
He turned the steering wheel and drove back to the garage.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a magnificent ancient building.
Giuseppe recognized the place. "The gambling city, you want to go in here?"
Another gambling city!
Wendy never let her have peace of mind!
Anna's expression was not good as she said, "Um, I have something to do. Thank you for giving me a ride."
She unbuckled her seatbelt and got out directly.
Giuseppe watched her figure and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. He said to his secretary, "Drive to the alley and wait to see the situation."
"Okay."
Inside the building.
Because it was daytime, the lights were off, and the entire building was dim. Only rays of light spilled in, forming patches on the ground, making the interior space even more oppressive.
The spacious lobby was filled with tall, imposing bodyguards, each with a serious and terrifying expression.
Wendy, with her hands bound, knelt in the center. As soon as she saw Anna, she cried out, "Anna, save me. I didn't come here to gamble on purpose. After you made that incident go viral, I had nowhere to go and could only come here. I didn't expect..."
"Bang!" Before she could finish speaking, a man kicked her directly, then walked forward and looked at Anna intently.
"It seems she didn't lie. You really are her daughter, coming to save her, Miss Stefanelli. Let's get straight to the point. This is the contract your mother signed."
A piece of A4 paper was presented in front of Anna.
On it, in black and white, were the contents:
[I, Wendy, voluntarily gamble. If I win this round, I will win back all the money and receive ten million dollars. If I lose, I willingly let my daughter Anna accompany the boss for one night! From the moment this contract is signed, it has legal effect.]
Underneath the text, Wendy's signature was written, accompanied by a bright red handprint. Wendy had sold her once again! Anna's face turned pale as she raised her gaze.