XXXII

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"So...how have you been?" Charles asked nervously. 

"I am doing pretty good! How about you!" I replied. HE just shrugged, "I've been great and I wanted to tell you that I've found this girl named Charlotte." He blurted out and regret quickly spread through his face. "Wow Charles! What was the purpose of this meeting?" I asked. 

"Well I wanted to ask your blessing if I could marry her?" he asked. My heart dropped, "Why do you need my blessing?" I questioned. 

"Members of the Royal family have to ask you to marry." He explained.  I could feel the anger rising, "So let me get this straight. You drag me down here, give me beautiful flowers, and then you tell me you need my blessing—my ex-husband needs my blessing to marry!" I exclaimed and he nodded while shrinking back. "Fuck you Charles! I don't give a damn who you marry so go ahead. Fuck you!" I hissed and stormed away from the table. Hot tears dripped from my face as I tried to make my way through the lobby. As I walked I bumped into someone and almost fell, but the caught me. 

"Hey! What''s wrong!" the voice exclaimed and I looked up to see Sebastian. "He told you about Charlotte." he realized with a sad look on his face. "On top of everything you are dealing with this Lewis drama! " He whispered while bringing me into a hug. "I made a plane turn around for him." I whispered. I could feel Sebastian start to cry softly and I knew something was wrong. 

"Sebastian...."I trailed off. "I can't tell you! You don't need more problems." He muttered. I shook my head quickly, "Friends listen to each other. Whats up?" I exclaimed. 

Sebastian took a deep breath, "I am leaving Ferrari after this season." he said calmly. I don't know what happened or why, but it was as if everything that had happened to me was let out. I just started crying. Sebastian led me to the elevator so we could be in a private place and I bawled my eyes out. It was quite an ordeal for me apparently.  "Why does everything have to go bad in my life!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. The elevator door opened to a very confused Max. "What the heck." He whispered, but Sebastian sent him a look. The two drivers took me back to my room where I let out everything. About Charles, about Formula1, and just about my life. 

"Look at the pool!" Sebastian exclaimed and we all ran to the balcony to see #QueenGigi Reigns on in roses on the pool. Daniel, George, Alex, and Lando were waving up at us. I started crying again, but I think they were happy tears. "Love you guy!" I yelled down to them. 

"Umm, why do we call you Gigi?" Max asked. 

"My middle Giovanna, so we got Gigi." I explained as my tears finally subsided. 

"Gigi, I need for you to do something for me and you have to promise me you will do it" Sebastian stated. "Promise." I said. Max looked down while Sebastian started directly into my eyes, "You will get on your plane to Disney. You will have a good time. Then you will go directly back to Monaco and you will not come to a race in till America, Brazil, and Abu Dhabi. Some of us will come visit you during August break. I am making you do this, because you need some you time." He stated. 

"As much as I wish I could do that, I can't." I said, "I made an obligation to Ferrari and The Royal House and I don't plan on stopping that anytime soon." I explained. 

Sebastian just rolled his eyes, "When will you return from your break?" 

"I'm going to have to cancel that break—hold on I'm getting a call from Romeo." I replied.

"Hey Romeo!" 

"Hi! There has been a problem with driver transportation. Something about Mechanical problems with the plane. They have had to ground it till further notice." he explained

"How long will it take to get the new jet here?" I asked.

Romeo chuckled through the phone, "It's on the way and will be ready to go at 9:45pm. I got word of the issues yesterday and thought to send it over already." he explained. 

"Thank you and I will alert the Teams and Press." I assured him and then hung up. 

"Alright you two let's go to the lobby and text the drivers to bring themelseves and their teams down with them!" I exclaimed as I rushed out of the room with the two drivers scrambling after me. 

"Whats going on!" Max huffed as I watched the elevator floor numbers go down. "Wait! The crews!" I exclaimed dialing my phone again, this time to a different person. 

"Hello?" the man said. 

"Theo! You know how I might have saved you from getting a life sentence?" I asked in French

"Of course" He replied.

"Well I need to cash in a favor! I need you planes for 20 F1 crews and there are around 75 per team." I explained. "Can you do that?" I asked a we stepped out of the elevator.

"I am on it. I have a fleet a fleet in Abu Dhabi which I can get to you in 15 hours." He replied and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. This is why I like being in charge, because then I get to help people in ways I haven't before. 

"You are a life saver! I'll call you when the planes land!" I exclaimed and hung up and continued walking to see the lobby completely packed with drivers, their teams, and press. 

"What's going on!" People started yelling as I walked in front of the crowd. Everyone was being extremely loud as people were yelling and arguing with each other. I looked around and couldn't  find anything to stand on, so I improvised as I stood on the marble reception desk. 

"QUIET!!!" I yelled and it indeed get quiet. "Thank you!" I said with a smile. 

"As most of you know by know the planes that were going to be used have been grounded due to several different mechanical incidents around the world. I have arranged to have my new jet which can carry the drivers, team principals, their personal press officers, and trainers to transport the group to Azerbaijan." I explained. "What about us!" A pit crew member yelled. "I have arranged it with a friend that is sending over a fleet of planes which will be arrive in fifteen hours."I explained. I looked at my realizing it was only 9:45 in the morning. "I will see all of you in the lobby at 9:45 pm." I explained. "Any questions?" I asked and the media and drivers exploded with questions. What did I get myself into?

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