All Chapters of Beyond Their Expectations: From Street Rat To Supreme Ruler : Chapter 51
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51: I Forgive Them
"Father, why would there be a meeting in my absence?" Richard was visibly angry, especially at his father, Vittorio Santoro.He had traveled to a place known only to him and his family, where he had spent the week.Although he didn't disclose his destination to his father, isn't he supposed to inform him beforehand of any meeting before it commences?Richard was the second son of Mr. Santoro after Giulia's father."Your family is in a better position to answer that question, Richard," Santoro remarked, a smirk on his lips."Anyways, the latest development now is that your family is no longer part of the Santoro family."Richard's face creased. "What is that supposed to mean, Father?"He wanted to raise his voice at his father but was cut short by his mother."This is not the time for that, Richard," she said. "You should be begging your father for mercy because Anita and her brother did the unthinkable," Agnes whispered to him.Hearing this, Richard's anger melted right away.He calml
52: Errand Boy
Inside Anita's room, Theodore was comforting her."Are you still thinking about that?" he asked.Anita sighed."Why wouldn't I?" she responded, her voice weak."Never in my thoughts did I imagine he would escape this, but look where we are now."Theodore let out a wry smile. "That doesn't mean that all hope is lost," he said, bringing Anita to his lap, comforting her."What other hope remains?" Anita asked, withdrawing from his lap to look him in the face."What have I not done? What else remains to do to be able to set him up?"Theodore exhaled a deep sigh, pausing for a moment."To be honest, I never thought he would escape from this as well," he confessed, shaking his head dismissively in disappointment."Well," he sighed. "Just don't take it to heart. We'll find an alternative way to deal with him soon.""But first, we have to dissolve the tension," he suggested."That way, no one would suspect we haven't stopped."Hearing this, Anita looked at him, a feigned smile creeping on her
53: A Ritual Box
"Why didn't you come as we discussed? "Giulia questioned her husband after settling down.She had just returned from work, and as usual, Dante had taken care of all the activities at home."Before we talk about that, how was the meal?" he asked, his expression laced with curiosity.He had prepared this meal especially for her, so she was curious if she enjoyed it since it wasn't something they typically ate in Milan.The food was from Bari's culture, bought specifically for her."Of course, I loved it," she confessed."But what was it? I don't think I've tasted it before."Dante chuckled. "No worries, soon you'll know what it's called and which culture it belongs to."Giulia sighed angrily. "You didn't just ask me this to leave me curious, did you?"Dante chuckled and replied, "I'm sorry about that.""Anyways, why didn't you come to my office as we discussed earlier today?""Really? Didn't they tell you?" Dante was surprised."Of course, I came but was drove away," he explained.Giuli
54: Where Is Dante?
Dante was on a morning stroll in the street when he came across a mentally unstable man sitting by the roadside.From the way he was seated, one could easily tell he was famished at first sight.Dante wanted to ignore and continue his exercise, but something inside of him held him back."Help him," his instincts told him.He walked over to him and stared at him for some seconds.With the ability to read minds, which he recently unlocked from the heirloom book from the box Armani gave him, he was able to see everything about the man and how he ended up in such a situation."Bruce?" he called, and the man responded. He raised his head to look at him before dropping it.Dante shook his head out of pity, realizing how the man ended up in the situation."Truly the world is wicked," he said in his thoughts.Ten years ago, Bruce had gone for a job interview alongside his best friend after having just graduated from university.However, it turns out his friend wasn't chosen after the intervie
55: Transfer Of Aggression
Giulia drove into the office premises and stopped at the center of the compound. She couldn't even drive to the parking lot.She walked down from the car and headed towards the building, ignoring the greetings of the security men.She was not in a good mood at all. Dante's disappearance had messed up her mind. Even the slightest joke would offend her at this moment.Walking into the lobby room, as usual, it went silent. Everyone cooperated. This was the same room; she could hear their conversation while at the entrance."Good morning, boss.""Good morning, boss.""Good morning, Ms. Edward."Their voices echoed as they greeted her. Nonetheless, Giulia didn't respond to anyone nor look them in the face.Her concentration was focused on the elevator, which she would ascend to her office with.Immediately the elevator lifted Giulia up, the staff began murmuring."At this point, I think she needs help," said the receptionist, Benita."Yes, you're right. She's definitely going through a lot
56: Mind Game
Giulia couldn't concentrate on anything in the office.The thought of Dante's well-being kept flashing through her mind.How could she have peace of mind knowing that the life of a poor son of nobody was wasted because of her? She regretted not informing her family about her issues, especially the patriarch, Mr. Santoro.When she couldn't wrap her head around the thought any longer, she picked up her bag to go home.There was no need to force herself to work when her mind was in a totally different place. As she descended to the lobby, she noticed that the staff had evacuated and were outside, looking helpless.When they saw her approaching, they fell to their knees and began begging again but Giulia didn't even look at them, let alone give them a listening ear.She walked to her car, entered, and drove off. Murmurs erupted within the vicinity as soon as she drove past the exit gate. Everyone was surprised by Giulia's actions that day.Firstly, she didn't drive to the parking lot b
57: Special Punches
“Do you want us to show you our tough side before you comply with our boss’s request?” the bald-headed man said.His voice was low, steady, and dangerously calm.From the authority he carried in his posture alone, it was obvious he was second in command. Only Greg ranked above him.Dante said nothing.He sat there on the cold floor, chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. Blood clung to the corner of his mouth. His ribs screamed with every inhale.They had beaten him thoroughly, methodically. They had taken turns on him until their knuckles hurt and their anger cooled. They had expected him to comply with every one of their requests after that.But he hadn’t.And from the stubborn fire still burning in his eyes, it was becoming painfully clear that he wasn’t going to.Not now.Not later.The bald man slowly squatted down in front of him.“For the last time,” he said, his voice dropping to a threatening whisper, “take this pen and sign this paper.”He held the document out.Divorce
58: I'm Fine
It was exactly six o'clock in the evening when Giulia stepped out of the room.She stopped at the entrance, leaning her back against the wall as if her body had suddenly lost the strength to carry itself. Drawing in a deep breath, she pressed a hand against her chest, trying to calm the violent rhythm of her heart.She had finally made up her mind.Tonight, she would tell the family everything—no matter who heard it, no matter what the consequences would be.At first, she had believed she could handle everything alone. She had trusted in her own resolve, in what she liked to call her woman’s strength. But after everything that had happened, she now understood the truth.This was far beyond her strength.Especially after the last phone conversation she had with Greg.That call had stripped away the last illusion she had been holding on to. Greg was not someone she could outsmart easily. The plan she had carefully crafted—every small lie, every calculated move—would never deceive him.G
59: A Significant Achievement
At Armani Allied Group, Lorenzo had gathered members of the company’s upper echelon for a closed-door meeting.The atmosphere in the boardroom was tense. The partnership with Santoro Group had recently begun to threaten the firm’s stability, and everyone in the room knew it.Lorenzo leaned back slightly in his chair, his palm resting against his jaw as his sharp eyes scanned the faces around the long table.“What do you all suggest we do about this issue?” he finally asked.The moment the question left his lips, the room erupted with opinions.Different voices rose almost at once.Some executives insisted that the partnership should be terminated immediately, arguing that continuing with Santoro Group would only deepen the company’s losses.Others, however, believed that abandoning the partnership so early would be a mistake. They argued that the company should instead invest more resources into stabilizing Santoro Group.The debate grew heated.The meeting stretched on for nearly two
60: The Prosecution Begins
The courtroom felt unusually cold that morning, a heavy hush hanging in the air as everyone waited. When the judge finally entered and took his seat, the quiet deepened.Dante sat at the front bench, his fingers curled tightly into fists beneath the table. He tried to steady the storm raging inside his chest. Beside him, Giulia sat stiffly, her eyes fixed on the polished floor. Her pulse throbbed wildly—a mixture of fear, anxiety, and stubborn determination.Across the room sat Greg Marconi.He leaned back in his chair with what appeared to be unsettling calm, one leg crossed over the other. But the slight twitch at the corner of his eye betrayed him. Beneath the composed exterior, there was nervousness.Then the prosecutor rose.His voice cut through the silence like a blade.“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,” he began, his tone controlled but sharp, “we are here today to examine a serious case of corruption and drug trafficking.”He paused, letting the words sink in.“Gregory Marco