CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT

{ ALONE ONCE AGAIN}

I looked at Mr. Dickson and laughed. "I should work for you? As what? security?" I asked, looking at him from the corner of my eyes. "What should I offer you?" I asked, walking towards the wine cellar.

"Anything is fine." Mr. Dickson replied, acting nice. I knew he wasn't, and I smiled. It was just a scheme to get the funds he came for. As I walked to the wine cellar, I couldn't place my hand on what I wanted from him. I wanted to know a lot about his work, and infiltrating his inner circle would be a good idea. My relationship with Rosetta was on the brink of coming to an end, and I might have to choose between her and Diana. I knew I was developing feelings for Diana, but I love Rosetta. What do I do?"

I looked at all the wine and thought of what Mr. Dickson would prefer. I decided to go for champagne. I remembered that the tradition of making sparkling wine dates back to ancient times, with the oldest recorded production of sparkling wine being in Georgia and