Chapter 27

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"Can't believe it!" Bernardo shouted, looking at the phone screen.

"Huh?" Randall asked anxiously.

"Teo. This rich boy has taken all the tourists away from us again!"

"What?" Randall jumped up to a friend and gazed at his phone, reading something.

"Guys, what's the matter?" Anna asked blankly.

"I despise that arrogant guitarist!" cursed Randall, not hearing anything around.

"Randall!" Anna called in displeasure. "What's up!"

"What? Ah, Anna. We have a problem. Our competitor Teo stole our tourists! We had an agreement with 'em until January 15, but they already want to move out. And where do you think- to his mansion!"

"What makes you think that?"

"They just texted Bernardo that Teo offered them a free stay!"

"Why? What's his benefit?"

"He just wants to piss me off. He's got tons of money—he's a popular DJ—but he only joined "Milan Tours Host Association" to make me mad."

"Why would he?"

"The rich have their quirks. He wants to prove he's tougher than me."

"Are you friends?"

"No, and never will be. One random meeting, one completely random conversation about the "Host Association" made us competitors. No, that's just unthinkable! What a peasant!"

"Let's get back to Milan," Bernardo grunted.

"What?" Anna already started to think that these changes in scenery rarely lead to something good.

"Let's," Randall replied decisively. "Get ready, beautiful. Let's go thank benevolent-minded Marla for such a warm welcome and get out of here."

"Randall!"

"Do you have any other options?"

Anna sighed and shook her head negatively.

"Perfect. Waiting for you in the hall." He kissed the girl and left with Bernardo.

The whole company together thanked Marla, who was even sad about them leaving so soon and, turning towards the station, they took a road to Milan.


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