All Chapters of Antonio: Vengeance in Disguise : Chapter 521
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Chapter 521
“What is the problem?” Elias asked, his voice edged with fatigue but still carrying authority. Antonio met his gaze directly, unflinching, as though he had already weighed the impact of what he was about to say. The room seemed to quiet even further around him, as if the air itself was waiting. “The problem,” he said calmly, “is that you were poisoned.” The words landed like a stone dropped into deep water. For a moment, nobody reacted. Even the subtle sounds of breathing seemed to fade, replaced by a heavy stillness that pressed into every corner of the room. Then Antonio continued, his tone steady but firm, not allowing space for doubt or misinterpretation. “And I am afraid,” he added, “that whoever did it is not far from you. It could be someone who serves you daily… or someone very close to your personal circle.” Silence followed immediately. It was not an ordinary silence, but one filled with tension, suspicion, and unspoken questions that seemed to hang in the air like invi
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Cynthia glanced at Antonio briefly, her eyes searching his face for confirmation. Antonio gave a slight nod in return. That was enough. Both of them then turned toward the butler. The atmosphere in the room remained calm, though still layered with unspoken tension from earlier conversations. Cynthia spoke first, her tone polite but measured, carefully controlled as always. “Thank you,” she said simply. “On my father’s behalf.” Antonio followed almost immediately after her, his voice steady and calm. “Thank you,” he said. The butler paused for a fraction of a second. It was subtle, almost unnoticeable, but there was a brief hesitation as though he was deciding how to receive it. Then his face softened into a small, courteous smile. “Oh,” he said lightly, raising one hand in a gentle dismissive gesture as though brushing away the need for formality. “There is no need for that at all.” He straightened slightly, maintaining his composed posture, the picture of calm professionalism.
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The following day at Bellagio Group, Cynthia had spent most of her afternoon buried in reports, strategy reviews, and updates from her assistant. Despite everything happening in her personal life, she maintained the same discipline she had always been known for—sharp, focused, and outwardly unshaken, even when things around her were anything but stable. She moved through the documents methodically, signing off approvals, flagging inconsistencies, and making quick decisions without hesitation. Her office remained quiet except for the occasional sound of paper being adjusted and the soft tapping of her keyboard. By late afternoon, she finally closed her laptop. She leaned back in her chair for a brief moment, exhaling softly as the tension of the day eased slightly from her shoulders. Another day done. There were still lingering thoughts at the back of her mind—Antonio’s concerns, her father’s fragile recovery, and that strange tension she could no longer ignore within their circle—
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The dim lounge they sat in had grown quieter as the night stretched on. Outside the tinted glass windows, the city lights shimmered like scattered fragments of gold, indifferent to the frustration brewing inside the room. Cynthia’s admirer—Mr. Daniels—swirled the drink in his glass without taking a sip. The memory of the slap still burned in his mind more than his cheek did. It wasn’t just the physical sting. It was the humiliation. The way people had looked at him afterward. The silence. The avoidance. The quiet judgment that followed him even after he left the building. His friend leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “I can’t believe this,” the friend said sharply. “She actually hit you? Like that? In front of everyone?” Daniels gave a bitter laugh. “Yes,” he replied. “Right there in Bellagio Group. Right in front of junior staff… senior staff… everyone.” The friend’s face tightened with anger. “That’s disrespectful,” he said firmly. “Completely unacceptable. She h
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Daniels finally exhaled, as though releasing something he had been holding in for too long. His shoulders lowered slightly, and his voice came out quieter than before. “I don’t mind,” he said slowly. “If you can help me… I don’t mind.” The friend across from him did not respond immediately. Instead, he studied Daniels carefully, his eyes narrowing slightly as if measuring the sincerity behind the words. The lounge around them remained dim and quiet, the low lighting casting soft shadows across the table. Their drinks sat untouched, ice slowly melting into silence. “You’re sure?” the friend asked after a moment. Daniels nodded once, firmly this time. “I just want her to feel it,” he said. “What she did to me… I don’t want it to just disappear like it never happened.” A faint smile formed on the friend’s face. It was not warm or reassuring. It carried something else entirely—calculation, intent, and understanding of what was being asked without needing it spelled out. “Good,” he s
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“Ma’am,” the assistant said quickly, slightly out of breath, “you asked for clarification on what’s happening in the company…” Cynthia turned immediately. “Yes,” she said firmly. “What exactly is causing this chaos?” The assistant hesitated, her expression tightening as though she was struggling to find the right way to explain something she herself was still processing. Before she could respond properly, the office door opened again. The manager stepped in. His expression was unusually tense, and in his hand he carried a tablet already unlocked, the screen glowing with a news page that seemed to demand attention. “Miss Cynthia,” he said carefully, his voice controlled but uneasy, “I think you need to see this yourself.” Cynthia frowned slightly, her suspicion already rising. “See what?” she asked. The manager did not answer immediately. Instead, he stepped forward and turned the screen toward her so she could read it clearly. On it was the headline that had already begun ci
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Antonio’s voice on the phone was steady, but there was a firm edge underneath it. “I’ve seen the news,” he said immediately after Cynthia picked up. “Everything circulating online about Bellagio Group.” Cynthia closed her eyes briefly. “So you know already,” she replied quietly. “I do,” Antonio said. “And I’m on my way to Bellagio Group right now.” Cynthia straightened slightly. “Antonio—” “I’ll be there soon,” he cut in, not unkindly, but decisively. Then the line went quiet. Cynthia lowered the phone slowly. For a moment, she just stood there, staring at the floor of her office, as if trying to steady the chaos forming in her mind. The assistant and manager were still present, waiting for further instructions, but Cynthia raised a hand slightly. “Give me a moment,” she said. They nodded and stepped out quietly. The moment the door closed, Cynthia finally exhaled. Not the controlled breath she had been taking all morning. This one trembled slightly. Because no matter
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Antonio stood outside Bellagio Group for a moment after ending his call, the noise of the city flowing around him without fully reaching his attention. Cars moved past, people walked by in hurried steps, but his focus remained fixed on the information he had just received. His phone vibrated again almost immediately. The investigator. Antonio answered without hesitation. “Talk,” he said calmly. The man’s voice came through quickly, precise and confident, as though he had been expecting this moment. “Boss, I’ve traced it,” he said. “The source of the rumours, the viral circulation, and the blackmail narrative surrounding Cynthia Greyson and Bellagio Group.” Antonio’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Go on,” he replied. The investigator did not waste time. “It originates from a coordinated effort between two individuals,” he explained. “The primary instigator is a man named Daniels.” Antonio repeated the name slowly under his breath. “Daniels…” “Yes,” the investigator confirmed. “He
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Daniels’ friend was still smiling when he raised his glass again, the earlier tension in the room replaced with a calm sense of satisfaction. The dim light reflected off the glass as he leaned back comfortably, as though nothing in the world could disturb the moment they were enjoying. “That’s what I’m talking about,” his friend said with a grin. “You didn’t just survive Bellagio Group—you upgraded.” Daniels smirked faintly, easing further into the sofa as the words sank in. The pressure he had been carrying for days felt lighter now, replaced with a growing sense of control over his own narrative. “Exactly,” Daniels replied. “People think one setback defines you. Meanwhile, I’ve already moved forward.” His friend chuckled softly, swirling the drink in his glass. “And Cynthia?” he asked casually. Daniels’ expression hardened slightly at the mention of her name, but there was still a trace of satisfaction in his eyes. “She’s dealing with the aftermath,” he said. “By the time this
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Daniels’ breathing grew uneven. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. He turned sharply back to the manager, his eyes wide with disbelief and rising panic. “This doesn’t make sense,” Daniels said quickly. “I was just employed here. Yesterday. You’re telling me I’m fired already? On what grounds?” The manager did not raise his voice. He didn’t need to. His calmness alone carried authority. He simply leaned back in his chair, eyes fixed on Daniels with an unsettling steadiness. “On grounds of verified misconduct,” the manager said. Daniels let out a short, bitter scoff. “What misconduct?” he demanded sharply. “I haven’t even done anything in this company yet.” The manager’s expression remained unchanged, almost clinical. “You didn’t need to do it here,” he replied evenly. “Your actions elsewhere were enough.” Daniels frowned deeply, confusion and irritation mixing together. “Elsewhere?” he repeated. The manager gave a slight nod. “Yes,” he said. “We have confirmed your invo