Revegenful Billionaire

Chapter 4 | Revenge Revenge

A week after his engagement, Carlotta's father was seen being careless. He packed his things quickly. All the valuable assets, gold, diamonds, cash, it carries. Then, he called his three daughters into the front room.

"Papa's going to Milan. Don't call Papa, because Papa's gonna be busy with work." Carlotta's father said.

"When is Papa coming home?" Ciara asked.

Their father shook his head sadly. "Papa doesn't know yet, son. Take good care of yourself."

Carina held her father's arm. "Why don't we go with Papa?"

Carlotta calmed her sisters down, "You still have to go to school. I went to college too. We can't bother Papa."

Carlotta's father nodded. "Listen to your brother. Carlotta, take care of your sisters."

"Good, Papa."

And the three girls had no idea that their father intended to leave them forever.

Just after their father fled, people from the bank came to their residence. Several police officers participated. All the servants were instructed to gather in the front room, along with the three princesses of Marinelli.

"We came here with a warrant for the seizure of all assets." Said one of them.

Carlotta stood at the front. He firmly shook his head. "What's this about? What's really going on, Signor?"

"Your father owes the Ferrara family. The debt accumulated is huge. Even if all your family's assets have been confiscated, the debt is not repaid."

Carlotta fell. Oh my God, what else is this? Thought kalut.

"Sister! How'this?" Ciara and Carina were getting panicked.

Carlotta shakes. "You have to wait for Papa to come home. Don't do anything!"

However, no one ignored him. Everyone acts quickly to foreclosure. Yellow and black police lines have been installed. Their house was completely vacated. The whole servant was expelled.

Ciara and Carina cried roaring. "Please don't do this! We have a personal lawyer!"

Carina shook Carlotta to get the older girl back in focus. "What should we do? Where are we gonna sleep if we get kicked out of the house, brother?"

Carlotta stand. He looked at his two sisters with a faint look and realized something. "We need to call Papa."

Carlotta pulled out her phone and tried to contact her father. Her phone call is not connected. Their father had turned off the cell phone. Or change the number.

"Did Papa answer, Brother?" Ciara asked.

Carlotta shook her head weakly.

Not discouraged, Carlotta immediately contacted their lawyer, Mr. Hughmans.

"Good day, Miss Carlotta. Can I help you?" Mr. Hughman picked up the phone. For a moment, Carlotta felt relief.

Carlotta immediately explained everything that had happened.

"Can you do something, Mr. Hughman?"

Momentary pause.

"I'm sorry, Miss Carlotta. However, Signor Marinelli has not signed my services from today. I can't do anything, Miss."

Carlotta's surprised. "Papa fired you, Mr. Hughman?"

"Yes, Miss. I've been back in England since last night."

Carlotta is almost crying now.

"Is there anything else I can help you with, Miss?"

"Nothing, thank you, sir." Carlotta turned off her phone and clutched her phone tightly to her chest.

It's all ruined.

***

Alessandro is still often in Rome, precisely in the main house of the Ferrara family. But he needs to be in Verona. The city where he was born, and the city where Carlotta was.

"How's it going?" Alessandro asked Lombardi.

"The seizure has been made, Signor. Mr. Marinelli fled to Milan. He left his three daughters alone."

Alessandro hit the golf ball with a stick of his might. "Based on the brash old man." He muttered.

"Miss Carlotta rented a small apartment in the suburbs. That place isn't safe, Signor. A lot of striped-nose men and drunkards live there." Lombardi continued his report.

Alessandro. "I thought she'd run to her fiance's house soon."

"No, Signor." Lombardi again reported, "Miss Carlotta has signed up to be an additional waitress at the family party des Angelo."

"Waitress??"

"Yes, Signor."

Alessandro laughed while shaking his head. "You are amazing, Carlotta."

Lombardi was silent and waiting. "Is there anything else I can do, Signor?"

"Prepare car. I'll give Carlotta an offer."

"Okay, Signor."

***

Carlotta Marinelli tidied up her things dexterously. Now, he and his two sisters live in a mini apartment that contains only 1 room and 1 bathroom. No more servants could serve them. There were no more guards and guards ready to protect them.

Carlotta Apartment is in suburban area. Far from the city center. This place is foreign to him. The apartment occupied an old building whose wall paint had been eroded here and there. The lights were dim, some were even dead. This is all he can rent. His account had been frozen and he could only sell a few of his branded bags for a small apartment.

Anything to survive.

This place may be small and located in a remote area, but Carlotta is grateful he and his sisters still have a shelter. Something that was rented in his name and was not included in the confiscated goods.

Winter is coming soon, and the three of them need to eat. Also need money for the cost of rent the following months.

Carlotta needs a job. Or loan money. However, none of his friends picked up the phone from him. Unexpectedly, the Patrizia des Angelo contacted him first.

"Carlotta Marinelli?" Patrizia greeted across there.

Carlotta replied. "Yes, I'm alone."

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry about your situation right now. I heard your family went bankrupt and your house was confiscated? Where do you live now?"

"I rented an apartment in-"

"Anyway," Patrizia interrupted Carlotta's speech. "I have an offer for you. You can work at my party as an extra waitress. How's it?"

"Waitress?" Carlotta almost choked.

Patrizia laughing. "i'm serious. Pay's good. I'm not a stingy person."

Carlotta did not know if Patrizia intended to help or if there were other plans the girl had hidden. Patrizia des Angelo is in a gang with Gretta Mancini, her nemesis.

"alright. I accept." Carlotta didn't have the luxury of choosing another option.

Patrizia cheered cheerfully. "Good! Meet me tomorrow at my house. You can, right? You should take your waitress uniform and discuss the wages of the workers you will receive."

Carlotta nodded. "I can."

"Oh, and one more thing, Carlotta. Tomorrow Gretta Mancini and the others will also come. You must be happy to be with the other friends again."

Yes, of course, if I'm not made into a hoax, Carlotta thought.

And speaking of the Mancini family, it looks like Carlotta has to do something about her one-week-old engagement.

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