Bellissimo Arrivederci
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  • Reads 120
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 4
  • Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Mar 12, 2020
I am Capella Francial.
I came from a wealthy family. I have almost everything, money, houses, cars, land properties, fame, beauty. Just name it, I have it all.

With just a snap of my fingers I can have everything that I want. But there's still one thing that I badly need and I can sacrifice everything just to get it...

My parents' love and attention. 

I tried anything for them to choose me over the goddamn company, even just for once, but never did they tried to fulfill the love and attention that I was longing for. I endured and kept the pain inside me. It bottled up, lost my control and ended up being a rebellious kid.

Years passed and my father was still working his ass off for the company to grow bigger, then suddenly he got severely ill and got diagnosed. The company was slowly losing its investors and is already closed to bankruptcy. And as the eldest  child, I was forcefully tasked to took over my father's position to save his flunking company. Fortunately, I was able to revert the company and even made a huge progress in the long run. Now our company is one of the most succesful and well-known companies in the Philippines. And now I am making my way to build branches to various countries all over the world.

I went for a business trip in Italy as one of the investors of a huge company, when this tragedy happened that i never thought it would. It looks like a movie but it's true. You will never know when you'll be hit. But one thing is for sure, when you're weak, you'll just find yourself six feet below the ground. Discriminated. Forgotten. Dead.
                             'MORTA'
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