Revegenful Billionaire

Chapter 75 | Ministers Can Wait

Someone misses me, right? Just one day did not update him hihihi. Thank you for always being faithful to read and waiting for ♡

Still our haha-hihi chapter. Slow pace before entering conflict again. Don't worry about actors, my dear ones. I'm a bit anti-actor. But do not know also maybe one day will make intentions about the actor (in another novel, not this). If pebinor is demen, right. Man emang sometimes I should be given a love rival to make more effort to his partner HAHAHA.

Don't love saggy support yes guys, just like I don't love saggy write ♡

Luvluvs, luvluvs,

Alana

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There are hundreds of rooms in Castello Ferrara, and Alicia Contadino follows Luca Lombardi who walks briskly towards one of the most beautiful guest rooms Alicia has ever seen. The room was decorated in full Renaissance style, making Alicia feel that she was a Princess, a princess, in the 16th century or something. The ceiling is high, filled with beautiful paintings of angels carrying bow arrows. A large window facing the labyrinth was on the other side of the room. The sunlight entered freely, making Alicia even more nervous because nothing would be able to cover her with this bright light.

"I want to see you." Lombardi. Her face was serious, without the slightest hint of a smile.

Alicia hurriedly took off her coat like that. Lombardi disagreed.

"Give me a good show." Said the man.

Alicia tried to calm her heartbeat that was already beating faster. His hands moved slowly to open his coat. When the coat fell to the floor, Alicia caught in the corner of her eye that Lombardi was holding his breath. That should be a good thing, right? Alicia was about to do it again in her thin dress.

"Wait." Lombardi raised his hand. Alicia stop.

"Did I make a mistake?" Ask Alicia.

Lombardi nodded slowly. "Come and take off my clothes."

Alicia hesitated for a moment. The girl slowly approached Lombardi. Lombardi stood straight against the window, making his figure into a mysterious silhouette that aroused Alicia's curiosity. When she reached Lombardi, Alicia reached out her hand to begin taking off the man's shirt. Just removed one button at the top only Lombardi was holding his breath again. Alicia blinked her eyes. This guy is really interesting. Lombardi had never even touched Alicia in the slightest, but Alicia felt her heart already pounding.

Alicia looked down, trying to avoid Lombardi's gaze. His hands struggled to unbutton the man's shirt, which was getting harder and harder to open, as Alicia grew nervous. Lombardi realized that, then decided to help Alicia a little. The man removed his shirt past the top of his head, like opening a shirt.

Now, it was Alicia's turn to hold her breath. Lombardi's body is very good. His muscles are hard and poking in places where they should be. Unknowingly, Alicia's fingers traced the top of Lombardi's chest.

"Like what you see?" Ask Lombardi.

Alicia immediately pulled her sassy hand. "Pardon me!"

Lombardi put Alicia's hand back on her chest. "You can touch me as you like."

Alicia gasped softly as her hand had already touched the delicate skin of the man before her.

"But." Lombardi said again. "I'll touch you too."

Lombardi moved his hand to feel Alicia's open upper arm. The girl trembled slightly, but did not withdraw. Lombardi's hand moved again, this time tracing the side of Alicia's long neck, towards the back of the neck.

Alicia's lips opened slightly as a result of the touch. "Signor L-Lombardi ... I ..."

"Call me Luca." Lombardi.

Alicia licked her own lips before trying to say the name. "Luca."

Lombardi nodded. "That's my first name."

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Someone reported that the Minister of Commerce had been left waiting for half an hour. "Where exactly is Lombardi? How dare he make someone important wait?" Alessandro roared furiously.

Some of his workers immediately bowed in unison, terrified. Alessandro did not feel pity at all.

Mauricio started crying hard. Alessandro immediately swallowed back his anger. "Oh, my dear." He lifted his son up high into the air. "Papa's sorry. Papa scares you, doesn't he? Papa's not mad at you. No. gabe. Shhh ..." The man kissed his son's right and left cheeks, then held his son back after the baby stopped crying.

"Tomasso." Call Alessandro.

A person named Tomasso came forward. "Yes, Signor?"

"Don't you see I'm busy?" Alessandro pointed to his son.

Tomasso shook his head quickly. "I'm sorry, Signor. But, your baby can be handed over to your wife first."

Alessandro clucked no like. "My wife's tired. He's taking a nap. He could be as much of a tiger as I-" Alessandro shut his own mouth before his employees speculated that he was a wife-fearing husband. "I don't want to disturb my wife's nap."

"Then give your baby to the baby sitters, Signor." Tomasso made another suggestion.

Alessandro glared at Tomasso. "Don't you see my son is sticking to me? He did not want to be held by anyone other than his father!"

Tomasso looked deeply. "I'm sorry."

"Now stop looking for excuses and call Lombardi here." Alessandro was getting impatient.

"He's busy and can't be bothered, Signor." Tomasso looked down again. "We're sorry."

Now, Alessandro is really wrathful. "Are I or Lombardi your boss here?"

Tomasso quickly replied. "You, Signor. Of course you are!" Then Tomasso whispered. "But Signor Lombardi is with a woman. Looks special. He had never had a girlfriend before. Don't you feel sorry for him?"

Alessandro blinked his eyes quickly. Women, saying? Gee. Alessandro had thought Lombardi had no interest in romance because of the man's feet. "Then let me take care of the work myself today. Uh. And please hold Mauricio while I call back the Minister of Trade. Youre right. These are rare moments. We can't bother Lombardi."

"Not us, but you, Signor." Tomasso. Alessandro pretends not to listen.

Tomasso widened his eyes in horror as Alessandro pushed Mauricio into his arms. Tomasso had never held a baby before. But, Mauricio actually laughed happily when he saw the face of Tomasso who was in shock. "S-Signor ..."

Alessandro raised his hand, asking Tomasso to be quiet. Several other officers behind Tomasso giggled softly. In an instant, Alessandro was already connected to someone on the phone and immersed in a business conversation.

"Good day, Mr. Minister. I'm Alessandro Ferrara." Pause for a moment, then Alessandro started laughing. "No, no. Not at all disturbing. My staff has urgent business. Ranj-I mean business, health affairs. Physical and spiritual health. I'll take care of everything myself today, Mr. Minister." There's another pause. Alessandro. "I'll arrange a meeting with the Prime Minister of Singapore next week to discuss this issue with you. The whole accommodation will be facilitated by Ferrara, please do not worry. I guarantee, this export permit will be very profitable for our country ..."

Alessandro spoke on the phone for almost thirty full minutes. When returning to Tomasso to take Mauricio, apparently Mauricio was engrossed in pulling the curly hair of Tomasso's kribo. The baby let out a happy giggle. Tomasso tried to get his hair out of Mauricio's grip, but Mauricio was unwilling to let go.

Alessandro spouted laughter. "It seems my son likes you. You want to step up, Tomasso?"

Tomasso looked at Alessandro with sparkling eyes. "Of course, Signor! Thank you very much! But, what department do you mean?"

Alessandro looked at Tomasso seriously. "Baby sitter is new to my son."

Tomasso immediately regretted his agreement earlier.

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