Angelo Vander
"Is this your definition of.. good news?" I asked Dean and he nodded proudly. I turned to Chance and he was rolling his eyes.
"What? This is not a good news for you?"
"We've been creating this military jet together, Dean." Chance said and I face palmed myself.
"But not with the new MG-900." He said as he grabbed his protection glasses. He walked into the giant lab and Chance followed him.
I can't believe this man has fime to brag about his new military jet. I wonder what is his brain made of? At least, God is being fair. He only has a brain but not a heart or even a normal life.
"Yes, Jovie." I answered Jovie's call as I walked out from the lab.
"Mr. De Luca, I want to inform you that Ms. Delaune is currently in a hotel with Anthony Markell. He invited 2 more friends who are males to join them. They met up at the bar but now she's going up to his room." His report made me stop and I turned to see a sheld full of guns.
"How did the two of them meet?" I asked.
"They met in LA and they happened to have a friends with benefit type of relationship before." Jovie said in a really careful tone.
"I know she has some flings here and there but how come I didn't know about this?" I asked as I walked towards all the guns.
"It happened around 3 years ago, sir. I think this information slipped when we're not watching her." Jovie said and I sighed.
"How long was that relationship?"
"About more than a year but there was a lot of on and off case." I grabbed one of the guns and pointed it at the person behind me.
"What the?" Adrian looked at me disbelief. He raised his eyebrows. I ended the call with Jovie and threw the gun to Adrian.
"Where are you going?" Adrian asked.
"I have more work."
"Why are we here? What did Dean do?" Adrian asked and I shrugged. Adrian put the gun back to it's place and walked away.
I went up to the rooftop to take a long deep breath. I looked up to the sky and can't help to think about Dakota.
God, I help me to let her go. I'm tired already.
"You should stop having someone following her." I turned to see Dean walking towards me with remote control on his hands.
"I don't have someone following her, can you stop telling me that?" I hissed and he threw the remote control to me. I turned to see the ground opens revealing the fighting jet that I saw earlier.
"I have you all on my palm, Angelo. Don't even try to lie to me."
"I'm pretty sure that I'm a grown up man, I don't need you to act like my big brother." I turned to the remote control.
"Let her go when I'm asking you nicely. Give her what she wants and be done with it." He said and I rolled my eyes.
"Where's the fucking remote?!" I heard Chance's voice from behind.
"What did I told you last week, Dean? You need permission to fly this shit." Adrian said and Dean ignored him.
"Turn it on." Dean said and I turned on the jet with the remote control.
"Fly it to Paris.. or Milan.." Dean said and I turned to him.
"Let me!" Chance said and I sighed. I gave the remote to Chance.
"I need to go back, see you in 3 days." I said to all of them. I walked back inside and went to my office grabbing some files before heading back down.
"Mr. De Luca." Someone running towards me and I turned to see a group of guys from the security team.
"What happened?"
"You should see this." They gave me the iPad and there's a whole set of news about Silware. I will kill Franco one day and there will be no mercy.
"Prepare a jet to Italy right now and get me Jethro." I said and they nodded. I walked outside and got into my car. I watched the military jet taking off and I drove out from the headquarters.
I guess, it's time for me to let Silware go. Franco decided to ruin this and it's his choice. I bet he thinks that I will keep trying to fix Silware because I did put a lot of money in it but since Dakota is already wrapped around my fingers, I don't need Silware anymore.
"Mr. De Luca, do you need anything?" Jethro asked as soon as I picked up the call.
"I want you to file for bankruptcy for Silware. I want you to move Diaz to Germany and West to my office in Copenhagen. I want you to recruit most of the Silware's employees to our new wine factory in Italy and California." I told Jethro.
"Are you sure, Mr. De Luca?"
"Yes. Let Franco suffer for what he did and you know what to do. Give the proofs to the police that he was the one who started the chaos. Let him get out of bail besides he won't have any money left." I smirked as I drove to the airport.
"Very well, Mr. De Luca."
"And one more thing.."
"Yes, sir?"
"I want you to give me details about Delaune's company these days." I added.
"Very well, Mr. De Luca. Anything else?"
"That's all, report to me once everything is done. I want the detail of the chaos."
"I will keep you updated, Mr. De Luca." I ended the call and I laughed evilly. I bet they all won't see it coming.
Dakota Delaune
I was on a meeting when I got the notice that Angelo filed for bankruptcy for Silware. It was an instant chaos.
Felix went nuts, all his hardwork went to shit because of his own son. Franco ruined everything and Felix is currently beating his own son.
"Angelo, why did you do this?" I asked as he got out of the lift. He turned to me and it made me take a step back. He was angry and he walked towards the meeting room.
I ran towards the meeting room and saw Franco was going to throw a big punch on Angelo. Angelo's bodyguards caught him in time and pinned him down on the ground.
"Felix." Angelo called Franco's father.
"Cooperate with me and let's put your motherfucking son into jail." No shit sherlock.
