The Hidden CEO's daughter

Papi Luca?

"Quinn, get inside. The bell has rung and it's time for you to learn!" Tiffany's orders. This made Quinn not dare to speak anymore. The little boy immediately entered the school. Simultaneously the security guard immediately locked the gate.

"We'll stay here to wait for him to get home from school. Today we will also take him to do a DNA test. We won't believe your ridiculous explanation because we're so sure that the little girl is Princess Dante!" ketus Mrs Alessandro confidently.

"Honored Lady Alessandro, you'd better get rid of such foolish expectations because Quinn isn't Princess Dante! I accidentally picked up Quinn when she was a baby. At that time the mother who gave birth to Quinn was unable to take care of her so I decided to take care of Quinn."

Mrs Alessandro laughed bitterly at Tiffany's explanation. "Then do you think we just believe in your ridiculous explanation? We're just gonna believe that the DNA test came out and prove that the little boy wasn't Dante's kid."

Tiffany remained silent. He knew how tough his former father-in-law was. The middle-aged woman must have fought hard to get what she wanted.

"If you still want to wait here, please! Don't you ever dare take Quinn without my permission! I still have a lot of work. I don't have much time to talk to you!"

Tiffanan immediately left Dante and Mrs Alessandro. Although she felt uneasy, the woman believed that the gatekeeper in front of the school would not let Quinn out without her permission.

"We'd better go home, Ma. Why are we waiting here? Tiffany's gonna be pissed if we force Quinn to come with us." Dante tried to persuade his birth mother.

"Dante, it's your weak nature that has made Tiffany trample you as a man. You have to be more assertive. Mama's gonna figure out a way to get the little boy right now." Mrs Alesandro immediately took her phone. Of course for this matter is a very easy thing. In no time at all, he knew who owned the foundation Quinn went to. The woman had already carved a happy smile on her lips. After waiting for almost 15 minutes, from the direction of the gate one of the school teachers came out. The female teacher smiled at Madam Alessandro. "Are you Mrs Alessandro?" ask the teacher.

"really. I want to bring my granddaughter home. I have already said this to the Foundation owner. You guys just calm down. We're not kidnappers. I'll also return it to Tiffany soon if we're done playing around with Quinn."

Actually, the teacher did not agree with the decision taken by the owner of the Foundation. But what does the woman do? because he still receives a salary and he cannot break any rules that his own boss has made.

"Alright, then I'll pick up Quinn in her class and bring her here" the teacher said with a friendly smile.

"Move faster because we don't have much time!" madam Alessandro said to make the teacher nod and then immediately entered the school again.

Almost half an hour Mrs Alessandro was waiting. The woman was getting impatient and wanted to get angry. He was eager to break inside and force Quinn to go along with him.The teacher they had asked to pick up Quinn now no longer showed her the trunk of his nose. Even Quinn didn't show up to see them.

Dante who had been sitting in front of the car could only massage the base of his nose. The man had completely run out of ways to persuade his biological mother to come home.

"Finally the little boy came out too" said Mrs Alessandro with a smile. Hearing the words of his birth mother Dante immediately looked to the side. The man stood up straight watching Quinn and his companion teacher walking over to them.

"What's up, Grandma magic? Why do you insist on seeing me?" quinn said with a haughty face.

"Sweet child, why do you call grandma by the word witch? Grandma is not evil at all. Grandma's just pissed off at your mom."

"Mommy's enemy is my enemy too!" ketus Quinn again.

"Honey, come with grandma and Papa go. We'll buy you a lot of toys. Do you like toys?" persuade Mrs Alessandro. Hope Quinn wants to be tempted by her seduction.

"Sorry Mrs Alessandro. But I can't go with you. My mom will definitely be looking for me. I don't want to make Mami I worry," Quinn refused as she turned her face away.

Mrs Alessandro did not think at all that the little boy she was dealing with was very intelligent and very good at talking. It is very different from the kids in general.

"Grandma will buy you anything you want. As long as you want to go with grandma," persuaded Mrs Alessandro not to lose.

Madam Alessandro nodded quickly. "Yes right. Whatever granny's gonna buy as long as you're gonna go with grandma."

"Well then I'll ask for a private plane!" answer Quinn steady.

It was not only the teacher beside Quinn who was shocked to hear the little boy's reply but Madam Alessandro and Dante were also shocked.

"Darling, it's too expensive. A kid like you for what to have a private plane?" Mrs Alessandro is still thinking positively. He thought that Quinn was just joking around saying such a sentence.

Not yet had Quinn answer the question of Mrs Alesandro, suddenly Tiffany had appeared there. The teacher standing beside Quinn smiled happily. It turned out that the teacher was deliberately stalling because he wanted to wait for Tiffany to return. While picking up Quinn in the classroom the teacher immediately contacted Tiffany and asked her to return.

"You're really very stubborn. I told you Quinn was my daughter. So don't even think of seducing her and admitting her as your biological granddaughter!" ketus Tiffany is getting emotional.

"Looking at your frightened face like this I am more and more convinced that this little child is my granddaughter" said Mrs Alesandro.

"I'm never scared. I just don't like it when I meet you and your son. Because I always pray in my heart that I will never see another human like you in my lifetime."

"Oh yes, then say again the sentence that you said that in fact this child is not your biological child!" challenge Mrs Alessandro.This time she feels confident that Tiffany will not be able to say her honesty in front of the little boy.

Hearing the challenge from Mrs Alessandro made Tiffany think twice. Quinn is a very smart boy. The little boy would be disappointed if he lied to him like he lied to Mrs Alessandro.

"Why are you quiet? How about I help you?" Madame Alessandro looked towards Quinn. "Darling, your mother said you weren't her real son. He deliberately took you and took care of you from the woman who wouldn't take care of you, your birth mother. You're just a foster kid who's taken care of by her out of pity."

Tiffany clenched her hand. "Never believe anyone's words other than the words you speak."

"Mommy, just calm down. I'll never believe the words of this grandmother" Quinn replied with a smile.

Mrs Alessandro is still not out of ways. The woman crouched down in front of Quinn then smiled warmly in front of him. "If you're Tiffany's real son, tell me who's your real father? Has Tiffany never told you this? What's your real father's name. Let's not say he lied to you by saying that your real father is dead."

Quinn looked towards Tiffany for a moment before looking towards Madame Alessandro again. "My biological father is not dead. He is alive and is here. My mom told me once. He's a good man."

Both of Tiffany's eyes began to tear at the words of her daughter. The little boy just kept defending him and that made Tiffany moved.

"Did Grandma want to see my real father's face?" challenge Quinn again.

Madame Alessandro frowned. "Is he here?"

"Yes. He's right here. There!" Quinn pointed at Dante and it made Tiffany and Mrs Alessandro equally shocked. "Uncle, get out of the way because my real father is behind you" Quinn ordered.

Dante who was once a big head because Quinn admitted him as a real father immediately looked back. The man looked seriously at Luca who was now standing there.

"Daddy!" scream Quinn. The little boy ran and hugged Luca. Tiffany who was shocked was not playing just fell silent.

"Now, what else has he planned? This little boy is really making my head turn dizzy" said Luca in his heart.