Chapter 69 Beginning a Relationship
Anna was furious. "What? Twelve o'clock? That's already midnight! Is there anyone like you?"
There's no way around it, Giorgio is the boss. Anna was forced to succumb to the evil forces and went back inside to bathe Charlie, clean the house, and wait until he put Charlie to sleep before asking, "Can I leave now?"
"Whoosh!" In response to her, a pile of clothes fell into the laundry basket.
"Wash these clothes by hand."
What?
"We have a washing machine and dryer at home, and you want me to hand-wash them?" Anna was furious.
Giorgio: "Say that again?"
A freezing breath seemed to freeze her to death.
Anna trembled in fear and quickly shook her head, "Um... I didn't say anything. Okay, I'll wash them."
Who doesn't know how to wash clothes?
Anna vigorously scrubbed, wrung, and beat the clothes. As she washed, she realized something was off. She picked up a piece and discovered it was a man's small black pants!
Dammit! They made her wash even the intimate garments! Bastards!
She threw it on the ground and stomped on it before hanging up the pile of clothes on the clothesline.
After finishing, she thought she could finally leave, but then a large pile of half-person-high documents was thrown in front of her.
"Charlie played around with them, sort and organize them."
She wanted to beat him up!
In the corner, Little Tony sighed in relief: Mr. Vittorio, this is how it should be. Whoever brings you anger should bear the brunt of it. God bless Miss Stefanelli!
The next morning.
When Giorgio woke up for his morning exercise, he saw Anna sleeping among the pile of documents.
Documents were scattered on the floor, and her small head rested on them, sleeping deeply and without any grace. Especially with a shiny trace of drool at the corner of her lips, it was... headache-inducing!
He walked over with long strides, bent down, and directly carried her upstairs.
"MMM... chicken leg... want to eat chicken leg..." Anna mumbled in her dreams, unknowingly hugging Giorgio, "Such a big chicken leg..."
With the limitless black card, wasn't it enough for her to eat chicken legs? What kind of woman is she?
Just as he was thinking that Anna let go of him and complained, "The scent of this chicken leg is like that fuckboy, heartless and arrogant, torturing even women. I hate you. I want to slap you..."
"Learn from Mr. Dalio, nice and gentle, considerate and friendly..."
"Ouch!"
Giorgio coldly let go of her hand. How dare she curse him in her dream and praise Simon? He wanted to throw her out of the second-floor window and let her die.
But when he looked at her flushed delicate face, he retracted his outstretched hand and instead threw her onto the bed.
With a loud thud, she landed on the bed.
Anna had no awareness, groaned, turned over, and continued sleeping.
She's just a pig.
Giorgio glanced at her coldly, pulled the blanket over her and left the room.
"Mr. Vittorio, something bad happened... Your clothes... Miss Stefanelli washed a lot of holes in them..."
What?
Can clothes be washed with holes?
Giorgio had a bad feeling and walked briskly to the balcony where the clothes were being hung to dry, and then he saw that the suits, trousers, shirts, and black pants all had a hole!
And the hole was big, hanging there, it looked like tattered clothes, with very little fabric left! It was clearly deliberate!
Huh, this woman has a really bad temper!
Little Tony trembled on the side.
Mr. Vittorio had extremely strict requirements for clothing, only wearing custom-made masterpieces by exclusive tailors. Miss Stefanelli ruined all the clothes...She has a temper!
He admired her from the bottom of his heart, but on the surface, he respectfully said, "Mr. Vittorio, what should we do? You came to Vista Heights with only a few suits."
In a situation like this, under normal circumstances, Giorgio would get angry, but instead, he only said coldly"Have Crownhaven express the clothes from home."
Uh.
Sure enough, everything fell on Miss Stefanelli, she's different indeed.
Little Tony dared not speak, nor dare to ask, "Okay, I'll have the helicopter deliver it, it can arrive by noon."
Giorgio could only wear pajamas and couldn't go out in the morning.
When Anna came downstairs and saw that he was still at home.
Today, he was wearing a black silk pajama, the soft fabric clinging to his body, outlining the tension in his shoulders and chest muscles. Stripped of his usual luxurious suits and shoes, at this moment, he exuded all the charm of a man.
Too enchanting.
Just a set of silk pajamas, yet he could wear it so seductively! It's maddening!
Giorgio lifted his gaze and met Anna's eyes, playfully lifting his lips, "Looks good? Want to take a closer look?"
"No need!" Anna quickly averted her gaze and walked towards the kitchen.
Giorgio sneered, "Are you seeking revenge by washing my clothes?"
Anna instantly stood up straight, speaking earnestly and seriously, "No, as the boss, it's perfectly reasonable to ask me to do laundry in the middle of the night. How would I dare to seek revenge? It's just that it was too dark outside, I couldn't see properly, and I wanted to wash them cleaner, so I accidentally did that."
She spoke sincerely, with a sparkle in her black eyes, how could one not hear her sarcasm and see her intention?
Giorgio smirked and countered, "Do you know the value of those clothes?"
Without giving her a chance to answer, he continued calmly, "They are custom-made by a master in Milan, Italy. A limited edition, taking a month to create just one set. They are worth nine million dollars per set in the market. You ruined ten sets, how do you plan to compensate?"
Nine million dollars per set!
Ninety million dollars for ten sets!
Anna's eyes were almost popping out, she couldn't believe it and cursed, "Are you blackmailing me? How can daily suits be that expensive?!"
Giorgio raised his finger.
Little Tony immediately walked over and placed the transaction records in front of Anna, "Miss Stefanelli, it's indeed this price."
Giorgio's heart stirred. He cleared his throat, suppressing his emotions, "Are you accusing me of extortion?"
"No, esteemed Mr. Vittorio, how could you be accused of such a thing? It is my ignorance and my mistake. Please don't hold it against me."
Giorgio had never seen her so submissive and eager to please, which pleased him immensely. "Nine million dollars is not a small sum, and though I can overlook it, I never engage in unprofitable transactions. Bring forth conditions that satisfy me."
With his clear and handsome appearance, he effortlessly showcased his maturity and interests. This man was truly not to be trifled with!
Anna felt a headache coming on. What could she offer to make up for nine million dollars?
"Should I return your black card to you? Or perhaps withdraw the nine million dollars from it and give it to you?"
"Heh, you think you can take my money and return my clothes? Can you do that?"
"What can I possibly give you then?" Nothing seemed valuable enough!
Giorgio lowered his gaze, his exceptionally deep and dark eyes fixating on Anna's pitiful face, and a thought involuntarily crossed his mind: Take you.
This thought caused his forehead veins to twitch twice, and he quickly averted his gaze. "Figure it out for yourself."
Then, he got up and went upstairs.
Anna was at a loss for words. She thought to herself, what in the world could be worth nine million dollars? If she had something like that, both she and Penny wouldn't have endured such miserable years.
"Little Tony, what does Mr. Vittorio like? Can you give me some hints? I'll thank you with the money in the black card when the time comes."
Little Tony frowned. Mr. Vittorio had always been free from worldly desires, indifferent to anything other than his business. It didn't seem like he had any particular preferences.
But he couldn't say that!
"I'm sorry, Miss Stefanelli, I don't know either. You'll have to figure it out yourself."
After saying this, he also left.
Anna stood alone in her spot, feeling a headache coming on, feeling blue and helpless. If she had known that the clothes were so expensive, she wouldn't have touched them even if she were beaten to death. It was like worshipping ancestors. And this man, wearing clothes worth nine million dollars, was simply terrifying.
In the evening, Katherine returned.
Anna was sitting on the grass in the backyard, chewing on a blade of grass, trying to think of a way to offset the nine million dollars.
Hearing footsteps behind her, she thought it was Giorgio, so she quickly stood up. "Mr. Vittorio, I'm currently... Katherine, you're discharged from the hospital?" Ever since their argument, she had naturally stopped calling her sister.
Katherine felt annoyed when she saw Anna, but thinking that she would be marrying Giorgio at the end of the month, she didn't want to make things difficult for Anna anymore.
"Well, you've been working hard these past few days. When I came in, I realized that you were... Katherine, you've been discharged from the hospital?" Ever since their argument, she had naturally stopped calling her sister.
Katherine felt annoyed when she saw Anna, but thinking that she would be marrying Giorgio at the end of the month, she didn't want to make things difficult for Anna anymore.
"When I saw Mr. Dalio outside, he said he was waiting for you. If you're busy, you can leave work first, and I'll make dinner."
"What?"
"Simon is waiting outside for her?"
Anna was curious, nodded, quickly packed up her things and left.
It was now evening, with the setting sun hanging in the sky, orangish-yellow, like a big egg yolk. A tall man stood by the car, the evening sun casting its rays on him, looking like a prince from a fairy tale, gentle and warm.
Anna was surprised, he was here?
But she didn't know what to say about the previous incident for a moment.
Simon walked over, raising his eyebrows: "What's the matter? You tell me such a big thing and leave me there alone. Now you're not saying anything at all. Did I offend you?"
"No, I thought... I thought we would never see each other again."
Not seeing each other.
She thought quite ruthlessly.
Simon smiled helplessly: "Anna, I was shocked at the time, but I didn't mean to blame you. To me, encountering such a thing was your misfortune, not your fault. When I went back, I investigated with Giovanni, trying to find that person and bring them to justice for you. But the time was too long and the clues too few, and we haven't found anything yet."
Anna couldn't believe her eyes.
He didn't leave because he was disgusted? He was looking for that man for her! He didn't mind her!
In these past few years, everyone called her a slut for getting pregnant before marriage, he was the first person to understand and care for her!
An uncontrollable warmth flowed from her heart, Anna's nose felt sour, and her eyes reddened: "Mr. Dalio, thank you, really thank you."
The world's expectations of women are too strict, and too unfair, he is good, not like those ordinary people.
Simon reached out and held her delicate hand: "Still calling me Mr. Dalio? Hmm?"
His movement was too sudden, and his warm and generous palm caught her off guard. Anna looked surprised: "Mr. Dalio, you..."
"You said as long as you can accept that fact, you'll agree to be my girlfriend, right? Or are you going back on your word?"
Anna was taken aback. So, he accepted her, accepted that disgraceful past, accepted Penny?
"I guess I didn't make it clear enough," Simon said, giving her wrist a slight tug, and her thin and fragile figure fell into his embrace. His lips touched her ear, and he earnestly told her:
"I won't allow you to go back on your word. With me by your side, you won't suffer any injustice in the future."
It was a promise, a confession, and also a touching and heartfelt statement.
Anna's heart beat fiercely, unable to believe that he accepted her, unable to believe that all of this was real.
But his warm embrace and pleasant scent were so real.
Has her love finally arrived?
Simon held her for a long time, but she didn't react. Helplessly, he let go, pinching her face: "Let's go, let's go see Penny. I bought her a gift."
Seeing Simon and Anna hand in hand, Sara, Penny, and even more were stunned as they saw Anna and Mr. Dalio...
"Oh, what a handsome uncle! I like him, I like him!" Penny exclaimed.
Simon released Anna's hand, kneeled, and handed a gift to the little girl, looking her in the eye. "This is a gift from me to you."
"Wow! A limited-edition Barbie princess set! Mommy, can I keep it?" Anna nodded.
Penny immediately smiled brightly, "Thank you, Uncle. Are you trying to win over my mommy? Only someone who wants to win over my mommy would want to please me too!"
The little girl was polite and smart.
Simon couldn't help but smile and playfully rubbed her nose with his hand. "Uncle has already won over your mommy. Now I am your mommy's boyfriend and I will protect you both."
Penny's face lit up with joy as she quickly looked at Anna and asked, "Mommy, you don't like our future daddy, are you going to change our future daddy for me? I like our future daddy!"
Simon's expression darkened and he looked at Anna, asking with his eyes, "Future daddy?Who?"
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