BELLA.
"Why are you asking me? Aren't they your parents too?" I asked coldly as I crossed my arms across my chest. "Brother, nothing comes into your mind or you're doing this to know my thoughts?"
"Exactly," he smirks and takes out his cigar. Sitting down on the table in front me, he lit the cigar and took a long drag. He suggested, "Why don't I get them out of the prison and give them one of the VIP suites to stay for the time being?"
I could clearly see in his eyes, he was planning on something very dangerous. And that was not directed to our parents but the real culprits. I couldn't help but ask, "Time being you say? Are you sure you can get back the Dior group and its assets?"
He kept quiet as he continued smoking, and that infuriated me. I snatched the cigar from his mouth and smashed it under my heels. Managing a wry smile I mocked him, "Could please say something?"
"Oh Bella," he sighed as if I had taken away his soul.
"I have started the process, however, that old geezer is too calculating. He just can't leave the Dior group."
"I wish I could just kill him off but fucking shit, that old man is your father-in-law. Caspar might not like—"
"Wait up," I said, stopping Olivier in the middle of his sentence. "Could my father-in-law be the culprit who ordered the assassination!"
Olivier turned his face at me and coldly replied, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, otherwise who could be rich and resourceful enough to get information on my secret assassination guild? He comes to mind," I doubted. "When I went to meet them with my daughter, they straight away rejected us. Called my daughter a bastard and asked Caspar to leave me."
"What the fuck?" My brother got up and punched the wall, he shouted at me, "And you said nothing after returning from New York with Caspar. Why? Do you think I'll allow anyone to insult you?"
"Yes, I wanted peace. Caspar didn't allow them to insult me further. Why should I attack his parents if he didn't want to?" I sighed in annoyance, shaking my head left and right and rested my face on my palm.
"But now they're prompted to become the culprits. I do not understand what to say or do!"
Olivier said nothing and called Vincent to the control room. Upon arriving, he reported, "The financial manager and his team of our Angel Shot company have successfully bought the 30% shares of Dior group."
"Good job, make sure they don't suspect the Angel Shot company to be Bella's or mine. Otherwise they'll kick our men out from the board members of directors."
"Yes, I will advise them to be careful, Boss," Vincent nodded and asked, "Is there anything else I can do?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot," Olivier gets up and walks towards Vincent. Placing his hand on his right shoulder, he ordered, "Send our top spies to the Mcadam mansion and companies. Tell them to gather every information on Chairman Alden Mcadam and his wife."
"Do not leave anything untouched," brother glanced at him. "Go through his call history, bank account statements and his social media. Investigate thoroughly and give me reports in two days."
"Two days?" I gasped. "Brother, aren't you testing the limits of your men?"
Surprisingly instead of her brother, Vincent replied proudly, "Boss has given enough time for our men. If I were capable, I would have completed the task in one day!"
"However as you see I have grown old and have lost one of my eyes, I would not be able to complete the task or even take part in it. "
I felt sorry for Vincent because he lost his eye because of me. I know he has forgiven me but deep inside I could never forgive myself for not listening to his advice.
"Miss Bella," Vincent's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "Trust your brother, he will definitely find the real culprit behind your assassination attack."
"Yes," I nodded because I could not say why my expression had turned sad.
"Alright, Vincent, enough chatting. Get back to work and report me as soon as possible," saying that Olivier sent off Vincent and turned towards the soldiers who were working on their computers.
For the time being I almost forgot that I was in the control room full of ten software engineers. Thankfully they had their headphones on their ears otherwise they would have listened to my conversation with Olivier.
"Keep eyes open and mind focused," Brother jested towards his men and then turning at me he offered, "Follow me. I'll show you your office. The one you will be working in."
"Do you think I'll be able to work daily? You have handed me responsibility for the ANGEL SHOT company and now want me to work here as well?" I expressed my tiresome thoughts to him as I followed him out. "Do you take me as a workaholic woman?"
"Stop lying. You have already appointed Caspar as President of the company. You are completely free and napping like a jobless lady. "
I got pissed by his taunting. Punching his back, I scoffed, "Are you jealous of my comfortable life? Of course I want to take a break from everything to spend my time taking care of my daughter. "
My tone changed, "I don't want my daughter to think I have neglected her because of my busy schedule."
"I understand, I was just teasing you," Olivier wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Of course, I want to spoil my little sister and my niece. You never need to work or anything, I'm here for you and your daughter."
"Alright, I'll remember to take advantage of you, brother. Don't regret it later if your credit card has enough due statements because when I start shopping, there's no stopping until I'm satisfied."
He laughed at my words, "You need not think about it. Just spend as much as you want because if I go bankrupt, your husband will be the one supporting my business."
"Very clever," I murmured. "You have enough alternative ways to get back at me... "
"Jokes on you. I'll never do that, LoL."
We just stepped into my office, laughing at each other's sarcasm when suddenly the warning siren started buzzing. We panicked and Olivier quickly called his watch guard of jail, however no one responded.
"Something happened!" Olivier mumbles as he puts his phone back in his pants' pocket.
My instinct kicked in and I moved, "Mom and Dad are in danger. Hurry up."
We dashed through the corridors and arrived downstairs. Heading straight to the basement jail, we grabbed the gun from the nearby storage room and secretly walked inside.
The soldiers who were supposed to guard the jail were lying dead, they were shot dead in their heads and chests. I pushed the body aside with my heel and walked forward.
"Bella," Olivier whispered as he gestured to me to stay back. "This is dangerous. Wait here for the soldiers to arrive."
However I denied his words because I was aware who the killer could be. The way the soldiers were shot in less than ten minutes, I was definitely sure that they were no other than the remaining members of my guild.
I ran deep into the corridors of the jail, searching every cell. Mostly they were empty and some cells had dead bodies. My brother stepped in front of me and scolded, "You stubborn girl, protect my back. I don't want the spies to shoot you dead in my presence."
"Shut up!" I kicked him and we secretly walked forward and finally saw two men, dressed in black and carrying rifles.
"Stop right there, bastards!" I couldn't control my urge and fired at them. However they were pretty quick to dodge the bullets and fired at us.
"How dare you fire at my sister?" Olivier growled as he backfired them, taking their headshots which made me believe that the real person who broke in had left after completing the task.
And left his companions to finish off my parents as it was a pretty easy task.
"Boss, we are here," a group of soldiers rushed into the jail and quickly took their stance. Moving the bodies from the way, they searched through cells to see if anyone survived.
"Mr and Mrs Dior are safe but Nancy Mandarin is dead!" One of the soldiers replied and Olivier ran into her cell. I followed him and entered inside, my eyes widened when I saw my brother getting sad.
Did he fall in love with her? Oh who could not fall in love with her, she was beautiful and talented but she chose to take my man. Rolling my eyes, I patted his back and pretended emotionally, "Stop feeling sad. She was not meant to be—"
"Damn, I kept her alive because I have yet to torture her to death," his reply made my words stuck in my throat. "I could have killed her that day after making her sign the divorce papers."
Yes, that's my brother. Sorry for misunderstanding your intentions, I should remember that you are not normal.
The soldiers soon rescued mom and dad and carried them out. Mom was pretty much shocked because she has never witnessed the blood and dead bodies. Dad was okay, calming down mom. I walked towards the dead bodies of the spies who Olivier had shot previously and checked his pockets.
Found nothing when suddenly my brother called me, "Bella, do you know Italian? There's a letter in Nancy's hand in Italian language!"