Alessia's pov:Yesterday was my lucky day! You don't get a compliment from Chanel too often. More like never!
"Luca? "I said and he looked at me. "I heard about the masked ball..And i was wondering-"
"No. "He said in a lifeless tone and looked back at the documents.
"Why not? " it's not like i would kill someone? Why was he so angry today?
"Tell Rafaelo i want to see him. " if he wasn't gonna listen to me i wasn't going to either.
"No! "I said and got up to leave.
"I can fire you myself from that stupid fashion job, so better rethink your decision "he said looking damn serious. I sighed rolling my eyes and started towards the door to get Rafaelo.
"Stronzo."I mumbled under my breath and went out . (Fucker.)"Rafaelo!? Rafelo? Rafaelo? "I started yelling around the house.
"I heard you the first time, don't need to yell. "He said annoyed.
"RAFAELO? "I shouted louder than the last time but he successfully ignored me but still i heard him mumble "crazy woman" and i chuckled. How i love annoying him. I sat down to relax for a bit when my phone started ringing.
"Come to work, now. "I heard Chanel's voice through the phone and she hung up immediately.
And there i thought that i could have time to relax..i sighed and forced myself up from the couch, put on a pair of boots and started towards my driver." Devo arrivare al "Leblanc" per favore." (I need to get to the "Leblanc" please.) I said and he simply nodded.
Once I got there, everyone looked terrified and shocked. Ok, what is happening? I quickly entered Chanel's office and looked at her desk. She wasn't there. I looked around until i saw her on the terrace, with a cigarette in her hand. What was scary about Chanel was that when she was pissed off she looked calm. Way too calm. I slowly approached her.
"You called? "I asked carefully. One wrong word and i'm long gone. Can you imagine? A girl like me afraid of her? Cause i can.
"Je l'ai sûrement fait." (I surely did.) "Give me the necklace back. It's mine! "She said suddenly looking at me. She looked damn intimidating when she wanted to.
"What necklace? "I asked clearly confused
"You were the only one who was allowed to enter my office. Shall i get the police involved? I knew hiring a child was foolish of me. The necklace! Maintenant"(Now) . She said and i suddenly felt small.
"I swear miss, i had nothing to do with your necklace disappearance. "I said. I didn't even know what was she talking about. What necklace?
"It's funny how everyone says that. So you tell me that my necklace suddently grew feet and left by itself? Vous êtes amusant!" (You're amusing!)
"Chanel-maybe you just lost it..-"
"How could i when i can barely watch it? Do you have a parent? "She said her voice colder than before.
"I do. But Chanel- "
"Tell them to come. " She said and continued smoking that stupid cigarette. I sighed and called my mother, since Rafaelo and Luca weren't the brightest option.
After some time someone knocked on the door and entered. Chanel's look remained impenetrable. My mom sat down in front of her.
"My name is Matilde Smith. Ale- Myra's mom. May i know what happened? "She said. Chanel looked at me, clearly telling me to leave and i listened since i didn't want a scandal.
Chanel's pov:
I felt like i could rip Myra's hair but i tried to keep my self controlled and wait for a parent. Every time when something happens i tend to put the blame on the one who i feel close with. I looked up to see a woman standing in front of me"
"Your daughter stole my necklace. I want it back. " i said directly not bothering to make this talk longer than it needs to be already.
"I think that it's a misunderstanding. Do you have proof? " the mother asked and my vision wasn't red anymore. I have no proof and my face said it all . " I see... The necklace must be very dear to you and I understand that sometimes you're too blinded by anger to think straight. My son is almost like you. But i assure you, my daughter loves this job and admires you very much that stealing from you wouldn't be an option. "She said. I heard that way of talking 10 years ago, before it all happened. She talked like a mother would. And the difference was that for a few seconds i felt like her daughter. I cleared my throat keeping my cold tone.
"I apologise for calling you in vain. " I simply said "Thank you for coming "I said and she smiled warmly which shocked me but I quickly hid it.
"No problem! "She said and left. I watched the door close and a tear slipped out of my eye. I quickly brushed it off when Myra entered.
"So that means, i'm not fired? "She said and i looked at her with a serious look.
"You need to pick up a package from Givenchy." I said and i watched her smile under her breath and went out.
Suddenly i got a message.
"I want to apply for a job"
I scoffed at the message, everyone wants a job here. I rolled my eyes and texted "tomorrow in the morning at 8:30 sharp"
i sighed and wanted to close my phone when another text appeared.
"Your time will come Angelina, and when it will I'd run if i was in your place. Aiden is also on my list. 7 years old, 17 years old no big difference. Right?" it said and i shivered at it. Suddenly i threw the phone at the wall breaking it. I took deep breaths once again and quickly got up. I needed to make sure Aiden is safe. I started the car driving fast. I parked and got out opening the door.
"Aiden?! "I yelled and he came into the living room.
"Geez, calm down sœur. What happened?" (Sister.) He asked worried
I sighed in relief knowing that he was safe and hugged him. I cleared my throat finally feeling calm and excused myself. I needed it a hot shower for sure.
Aiden's pov:
Angelina always acted cold or happy, but never that scared. The last time when i saw her like that was like 10 years ago and even then i'm not sure if i saw right. I sighed and went into my room. She was always so protective which was sometimes annoying but also scary. And one think i learned was that if Angelina was scared i needed it to be terrified.
Author's note:
Hope you liked this chapter 💓. I wonder who is so keen on killing the Leblanc siblings 🤔.
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