Revegenful Billionaire

Chapter 24 | Carlotta Disappear

"Don't I tell you that I left Carlotta to you?!" Marco never imagined there would be a day he could yell angrily at an executive producer. Moreover, that person was also the successor of one of the most influential families in his country.

Alessandro Ferrara, looking very messy that morning, was surprised to hear Marco wrath. "What do you mean?"

"I left Carlotta to you last night. I volunteered to pick her up, but you said you'd take her home!"

Alessandro shook his head slowly. "She said she wanted to get away from me."

Marco was eager to hit Alessandro, despite knowing that if he was hit back, he would immediately be sprawled. "Do you, Carlotta didn't come home last night. Until this morning, I couldn't reach him and couldn't find his whereabouts."

Alessandro widened his eyes. "Where did he go?"

"If I had known, I wouldn't be here looking for him right now." Marco is really upset. "You can let him go, you idiot!"

Alessandro looked unconcerned about Marco. He's panicking now. "Maybe he's staying at his friend's house?"

Marco can't take it anymore. The man pushed Alessandro to a stagger. "He hasn't had any friends since you broke his family!"

Alessandro felt his entire body turn cold. "What about the car? His phone? He took her, right? I'm gonna assign someone to track him."

Marco shakes in frustration. "He left a handbag with his car keys, cell phone and all his banking cards in his tent. The car's still in the parking lot."

Alessandro felt the earth around him spinning. He lost his footing. "I didn't know he could go that far away to get away from me."

Obviously, Carlotta couldn't have gone to New York like he said last night, without carrying his ID, mobile phone, banking card and passport. What will he book the plane ticket with? How will he get past the immigration officer?

"And you're so stupid for letting him go under such circumstances." Accuse Marco.

Alessandro. "What conditions? Whatchu mean?"

Then, a realization struck Marco Bruni. Apparently Carlotta decided not to tell Alessandro until the end. She would rather leave her hard-earned career and life behind than demand Alessandro take responsibility. And Carlotta also couldn't let their baby be aborted. Therefore, the woman prefers to sacrifice herself.

Marco Bruni suddenly laughed. Tears rose at the ends of his eyes. "Yes God. He really loves you, doesn't he?"

Alessandro glared at Marco dislike. "Don't try to turn the facts around here, Bruni. He went to leave me. How does it make sense when you say he loves me?"

Marco looked at Alessandro sadly. Now, it seems clear that Alessandro was also injured. Probably as big as Carlotta. However, Marco knew Carlotta was the one who suffered the most. He could not imagine Carlotta having to keep the pregnancy a secret and secluded himself in a distant place, a place that was as far away from the father of the baby as possible.

Marco's phone rang. A message from Carlotta's number.

No way, Marco thought confused. Obviously Carlotta's phone was in his other hand.

Secretly, Marco opened his message and read it in his heart. Apparently it is a pre-programmed message that will be delivered at a certain time.

'I'm sorry I have to go, Marco. I'll be back next year or two. Please just use the money from Alessandro and my savings in the bank to pay for the restitution of all the film projects we've received in the next two years. Use also for the needs of the school Ciara and Carina. Also for your salary. I promise I'll be back as soon as I can. We're going to work hard again and I'm going to give back all the money Alessandro spent the next two years. Only you and Ciara know my bank account password. I left it for your needs. Don't worry about me. I'm doing fine. Continue to be a religious man and pray for me, Marco.

Your friend,

Marco nodded slowly. What, the hell, is Carlotta thinking? Carlotta could have left with nothing. Not even the money in the ATM! Marco was both sad and irritated. How will the girl live now? Especially she's pregnant!

"I'll search through CCTV all over Rome. We'll find him." Alessandro jerks Marco's daydream.

Marco swallowed back his tears that were about to spill. "No, no. Ii'm sorry. I'm panicking. Carlotta is not missing. He's been calling me."

Alessandro looked very sad.

Marco said again, though knowing the words coming out of his mouth would add to Alessandro's wounds. At least, the man should feel it as a result of having made Carlotta's life suffer. "It turns out you were right, Alessandro. He left because he was sick of having to deal with you again. You better go now. Go back to your big office and run your business as usual. Don't try to call Carlotta again."

Alessandro looks like he just got a bullet right in the heart.

Marco shook his head, then turned around and went to tidy up Carlotta's belongings. He had a lot to finish after Carlotta decided to leave the entertainment world two years later. Marco doesn't have time to take care of the Ferrara family's grandchildren now.

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"That's enough, Signor. It's dangerous for your liver." Lombardi tried to pull a bottle of whiskey from Alessandro's hand. I don't know how many were taken by his master.

Lombardi swiftly asked some servants to come in and clean up the mess.

Alessandro blames his immunity to alcohol. He had immersed himself in the burning liquids, but his mind remained focused. The pain in his heart did not go away. Alessandro slammed the whiskey bottles in the end. They are upset because they are not helping at all.

In the past, when Carlotta first kicked him out, Alessandro was able to survive. He still feels he has hope. Carlotta just doesn't like low-status lads, does she? Alessandro is determined to work hard so that he can be the man Carlotta deserves. So that one day, if he meets again with Carlotta, then Carlotta will not refuse him. They will be happy forever.

But, in reality, everything that happened was very far from his shadow. Rejected once again by Carlotta when Alessandro has everything is much more painful.

Because that means Carlotta really doesn't want Alessandro, whatever his social status. There was no hope for Alessandro to get the girl.

"Suck!" Alessandro cursed while punching a large glass in his living room. He hates himself. He hates the whole thing that was never good enough for Carlotta. And most painfully, he hated himself for never being able to stop loving Carlotta even though the girl had hurt him repeatedly.

"Sorry, Signor. You can't look like this. Your grandparents will be visiting soon." Lombardi looked at Alessandro with pity. There was a dark circle around the man's eyes. His knuckles bled after hitting the glass hard. His breath stinks of alcohol. Face grim. Clothes shabby. Some buttons on his shirt slipped out of nowhere.

Alessandro looked at Lombardi sharply. "I'm not meeting anyone today. You take care of them."

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