Ned's eyes went wide with shock. “Really? I can't believe this.”“It's all over the news, sir. In fact, it's one of the popular news now. Everyone is currently talking about it,” he explained and placed one of the magazines on the table in front of Ned.Ned took it and flipped through the pages. He stopped at where Fernandez and Vincenzo's picture was.“It's true!” Ned couldn't believe it. “Just what the fuck! “What would have happened to me if I hadn't fulfilled my end of the bargain?”“Who would have believed he was the son of the popular and powerful mafia lord?”“Well, I always knew he commanded authority. But at this stage, we have to let him know that we are still with him. We will need him more this time. So, send a message to him. I would like to meet with him tonight.”“Alright,” the man responded, bowed slightly, and walked out of the office.Ned regarded the magazine for another moment and he smiled. He was so glad that Vincenzo was closer to him. He could use him any time.

“It's definitely Vincenzo! I said it! He’s probably here in Italy. What are we going to do?” Brad thought for a moment. His mind was suddenly clouded. “Boss. You have just one hour,” Ava revealed. Brad released a sigh. “Give me just five minutes. I will get back to you,” he assured and the line went off. Brad thought for another moment. He couldn't really decide. If Vincenzo really wanted to see his face, wasn't he in Italy then? His phone rang almost immediately. It was Maxwell. He picked it up. “Hello, Maxwell.” “Yes, boss. Vincenzo is still in New York. So, I think he merely sent his men to Italy,” he explained. Brad smiled softly. “Good. How many of your men came to Italy?” There was a long pause. “We are a total of fifty. Is there any emergency? Is everything fine?” “Not really. I need you to send your men to the location I will send to you. In fact, I will tell you when they are supposed to arrive there.” “Alright boss. I will be waiting,” Maxwell assured and the line

“It's definitely Vincenzo! I said it! He’s probably here in Italy. What are we going to do?” Brad thought for a moment. His mind was suddenly clouded. “Boss. You have just one hour,” Ava revealed. Brad released a sigh. “Give me just five minutes. I will get back to you,” he assured and the line went off. Brad thought for another moment. He couldn't really decide. If Vincenzo really wanted to see his face, wasn't he in Italy then? His phone rang almost immediately. It was Maxwell. He picked it up. “Hello, Maxwell.” “Yes, boss. Vincenzo is still in New York. So, I think he merely sent his men to Italy,” he explained. Brad smiled softly. “Good. How many of your men came to Italy?” There was a long pause. “We are a total of fifty. Is there any emergency? Is everything fine?” “Not really. I need you to send your men to the location I will send to you. In fact, I will tell you when they are supposed to arrive there.” “Alright boss. I will be waiting,” Maxwell assured and the line

The receptionist looked at the security guards. “What are you still waiting for? Bundle him out!” She yelled out the order. She was brimming with anger. She wouldn't let Brad spoil business for her. She has always given priority to high people, people who were always giving her money whenever they came around. If Brad upset them and they leave, they might not come back and she wouldn't be able to collect from them again. That would be a loss to her. “Don't you dare touch him!” A voice said suddenly, in a thick voice. The intensity in the voice forced the security guards to a sudden stop. Nick stepped forward, with the driver beside him. The receptionist looked at them with a raised brow. She looked at Nick for a moment, before her eyes moved to the driver. She actually recognized the driver. All the president drivers were always checked at all the companies after employing them so that they could be recognized whenever they were sent to the companies. “How dare you want to touch

Brad grabbed his phone and stepped out of the suite.He entered the elevator and went to the second floor, where room 215 was. He knocked on the door slightly but no answer came.Maybe she wasn't in.“Brad!” A familiar voice called suddenly, from behind as Brad was about to knock again.Brad turned towards Sophia, a smile on his face. “I was knocking. I thought you would be in. Where did you go?”Sophia smiled and moved closer. “I waited for you and when you didn't show up, I went back to the lobby to look for you. No one could tell me where you are. I even thought you’d left.”“Oh,” Brad’s finger unconsciously ranks through his hair. “I had to deal with some things before I stepped outside. Do they have a lounge here or a restaurant where we can eat while we talk?”Sophia nodded once. “Yes, they do. In fact, I ate there last night.”“Good,” Brad smiled softly. “Let's go there then.”Sophia nodded once and turned towards the elevator. “I'm sorry I didn't tell you when I was leaving N