MARCELLUS POV
It is the day of the banquet and the first floor of the estate was beginning to get busy as the final pieces and decorations were being added today, along with the musical arrangement that was selected for the banquet. Although it still has been cold outdoors, It hasn't been snowing so it was easier to finish sculpting the bushes and finishing up any yard work that needed to be done.
Breakfast had gone by as well as a few hours and everyone was running around the estate making sure things are running doing last-minute things as usual.
I figured Uncle Galileli was making calls to confirm and to check all of the guests time of arrival as many of them are coming from Russia, Rome, Spain, Italy, Paris, New York, Philly, and many more, some of them got in over the past few days as it takes longer for some to travel here than others.
It's great to know that so many travel from different areas to come to the banquet and many of them have been consistently coming every year to attend the banquet as well as other events that I host throughout the year.
I am known to have the best of the best events, especially events that involve money. As long as there are good food, good liquor choices, phenomenal selection of music and allowing people to bring those they are comfortable with, it's always a good time.
I decided to go talk to Madrina to figure out what was she thinking to invite that species of a woman to the banquet.
I made it to her office and knocked on her door. "Si accomodi" she instructed me to enter. I opened the door. "Good afternoon Madrina." I greeted her as I entered her office.
Godmother stood up smiling "Marcello, ciao caro" she greeted me as she walked around her desk to hug me. "I thought I wasn't going to see you until later on today, I know your uncle is busy with the calls, I thought you would be as well," she mentioned as we gently pulled away from each other. "I decided to communicate through email and leave all the in-depth conversations for the banquet, I didn't think you would be in your office already, I figured you would have still been downstairs directing things," I mentioned as I sat down in the armchair across from her desk.
Godmother let out a soft laugh "I had to come back up here to finish some last-minute calls, also call Amelie to see what was her progress on Avy's dress. She had to alter it in the waist and make a few hemming alterations, she mentioned that it should be done before the event which I am really hoping that she's able to make it happen." she expressed in a bit of stress.
I exhale "Madrina, you do know there's no reason Tempest should be at this event. She won't benefit from the banquet, she doesn't want to be at the banquet, why force her to come? Also, we still don't know her background, whatever connection she had to the government, she could really be a mole." I explained to her.
Godmother softly exhales "And who is she going to give any information to Marcellus if she's a mole? If she's a mole, why should we have her in the technology building? If she's a mole, why have her working on some very important things for our business where eventually, isn't she going to have to program the information into whatever she is creating? So why would you be comfortable enough to allow her to do that if you think she could be a mole? Also, she's under our supervision for two years, if she's comfortable enough she'll tell us. She has to trust us" she defended and as always making valid statements.
Her dark brown eyes look to me "It's all about trust and her being at the event will allow you to see how much you can trust her with being in that type of environment. Marcellus, You can not treat the person who you know that can and will improve the security of our business and do so much more, less than. She will be in attendance at the banquet and you can continue to act as if she doesn't exist. I, Gia, Gabby, and I'm quite sure, Nino especially, will keep a close eye on her and keep her company. Your only focus tonight will be everyone else that is coming to the banquet. Enjoy yourself, Do what you do best, don't worry about Avy. We got her." Godmother explained.
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