Revegenful Billionaire

Chapter 45 | Turn Back

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Alessandro Ferrara chose commercial flight as a form of efficiency. He flew with the most expensive airline in his class that day, Air France's First Class. It just so happened that he had to stop by Paris to take care of another cooperation pact with Monsieur Arnaud, about his winery in Bordeaux. So, at noon he just took off towards John F. Kennedy International Airport from Charles de Gaulle.

When a message from Lombardi broke into his phone via the plane's Wi-Fi, Alessandro immediately condemned his decision to use a public airline rather than a private jet. God fucking. It took another eight hours and forty minutes to land in New York and even longer to book a flight back to Rome.

Alessandro's upset not playing. How dare Carlotta Marinelli bring two of the most disliked men in the world into his house when he was not around! What did the woman really think?

Ah, fuck everything. Alessandro held his phone to his ear, in a position to contact Lombardi.

"Yes, Signor?" There was Lombardi's answer across the street.

"Turn this plane, Lombardi." That's all Alessandro said.

Lombardi was heavy. "Signor's..."

"Prepare compensation for all passenger tickets on this plane. Give overnight stay vouchers at the nicest hotels in Paris or anywhere and food vouchers as well. Book your next flight ticket for everyone. Do whatever it takes, Lombardi! If you need to, buy these airlines." Alessandro was about to explode right where he was.

"I'm not a genie, Signor..." Lombardi complained slowly.

Alessandro growls. "You better turn into one of them."

Lombardi shook his head in the face of this most recent madness of his master. "Alright, Signor, I'll try."

Alessandro sounded satisfied. "I want this flight back to Rome. Not to Paris. You take care of your permission to enter Air France into Fiumicino."

Lombardi sounded frustrated. "Brengs-"

"Have you just cursed at me, Lombardi?" Alessandro's voice sounded dangerous.

"T-no, Signor. I'll take care of everything soon." Lombardi hastily switched off the phone.

Not until an hour later, Alessandro heard the announcement of the flight attendant passing the loudspeaker. It was an apology because the plane had to turn back to Rome. The airline promised to provide compensation, five-star lodging vouchers, meal vouchers, as well as additional tours around Rome if passengers wanted it.

"It's so good." Alessandro said slowly. The man sat down relaxed. He shook the wine glass in his hand. Now, just need to think about what punishment he will give Carlotta Marinelli.

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Carlotta was so happy to hang out with her friends like this. As it turned out, he owed a lot of explanation to Johann and Roberto. These men had been so sincerely worried about him even since the news of his suicide attempt had spread. Talking to his friends like this turned out to be effective enough to take his mind off the DNA test application documents and somehow another rotten plan Alessandro Ferrara. And Carlotta came to realize one astonishing thing.

Roberto Mancini cares deeply for the girls in the Marinelli family. Especially for Ciara.

"Your sister said that she would file a protest against Alessandro Ferrara. I was at a supermarket in London when I called." Roberto told me while cutting the steak served for his lunch.

"Oh, huh?" Carlotta looked enthusiastic. "Then what are you doing?"

Roberto laughed sweetly, while Ciara blushed. "What else can I do? I'm booking the next flight to Rome."

Johann responded. "Isn't that sweet?"

Ciara felt like throwing Roberto with something. "But, now, it's in vain that I want to protest Alessandro's behavior. He's finally going to marry my brother too."

Johann nodded. While churning his fries into the cheese sauce, the man said, "Honestly, I was surprised to hear the news in the media."

Carlotta just smiled wryly, not so enthusiastically discussing her story with Alessandro. "Everything just happened." His word. The woman then turned her brain to divert the chatter elsewhere. "By the way, did you guys get an invitation?"

Johann and Roberto shook their heads together. Carlotta sneered inwardly, 'I knew Alessandro would definitely not invite them.'

"Then, Marco, please ask Lombardi for two invitations." Carlotta says.

Marco put down his fork and knife. "alright. Just a minute."

While waiting for Marco to do his job, Carlotta opened the conversation again. "Did you enjoy lunch? I'm sorry for inviting you all of a sudden like this."

Johann smiled kindly. "The lunch was great, Carlotta. I'm definitely not going to miss the chance to have lunch at the famous Castello Ferrara."

Roberto Mancini also issued a similar answer. "I think so too. Besides, I haven't seen you in a long time, Carlotta. I want to see for myself that you're okay."

Carlotta laughs. "Of course I'm fine. No need to worry about me."

Marco returned shortly afterwards, without success. "Lombardi is in the monitoring room. Its communication channels are lit up and connected to Leonardo da Vinci airport. Other tools are connected with the ministry of tourism and the ministry of transport. It seems like he's very busy."

Carlotta was disappointed. "Then Johann and Roberto, I'm sorry that you didn't get a print invitation. You guys got an invitation straight from me. Your arrival will mean a lot to me."

Johann von Schiller and Roberto Mancini. Carlotta smiled with satisfaction.

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After going through a long excruciating journey from Fiumicino back to Rome, Alessandro got off his limo in front of the main door of Castello Ferrara. Lombardi stood on standby to welcome his arrival.

"Where's Carlotta?" Ask Alessandro without further ado.

"Miss Carlotta and her guests are in the fountain pool inside the labyrinth, Signor." Lombardi fast.

Alessandro shouted angrily while slamming his briefcase. Zigzaggingly, Lombardi saved the bag before it hit the ground.

"You'd better tidy up before you meet them, Signor." Lombardi proposed solemnly because his master's appearance was now like a madman.

Alessandro pointed at Lombardi's face in anger. "Don't try to tell me what to do, Lombardi."

Lombardi backed off calmly. "Sorry, Signor."

Alessandro brushed his hair back, trying to make himself look a little more presentable. "You did a good job today. You can rest now. No need to alert the security forces. I can take care of the two men myself."

Lombardi nodded obediently. "Let's not get any bloodshed, Signor."

Alessandro took off his suit and threw it at the male servant behind Lombardi. The waiter caught his master's suit quickly.

"Come on, Lombardi." Alessandro opened some buttons on the top of his shirt because he felt angry. "I felt so angry that I really wanted to crush someone's neck."

Carlotta is really outrageous. Not only did she invite the two men who were the most destabilizing of Alessandro's soul, she also took them to Alessandro's favorite place in the house. Where they've been making love. Without waiting for anything else, Alessandro galloped towards the garden and searched for the cursed labyrinth. 

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