Chapter 258

Chapter 258
Alia POV

"It's nothing." Dropping those words, Marco stood up and left, because he knew he wouldn't get any clues from Andrea's mouth.

Before coming, he had still held onto a bit of hope that Andrea might repent, but now it seemed there was no possibility of that at all.

"Marco, grandfather also has a question for you. Between Alia and the Vittorio family, if you could only choose one, who would you choose?"

Andrea's voice came from behind, but Marco didn't turn back.

The Vittorio family was his roots, Alia was his wife. They were equally important to Marco, so he wanted both - it was impossible to abandon either one.

Watching Marco get in the car and drive away, Leo approached from a distance. Two cold gazes followed Marco's car until it disappeared from sight before he withdrew his gaze.

He said: "Mr. Andrea, I've done everything according to your instructions."

Andrea nodded: "How's the surveillance on Alia going?"

Leo said: "For all these days, she's barely left the house. The only time she went out was to see Nicola. She stayed at Nicola's house for about half an hour before leaving."

"She went to see Nicola? Has Nicola made any moves recently?"

"Nicola hasn't."

"..."

"Mr. Andrea, could it be that the item really isn't in Alia's hands?"

Andrea frowned and thought: "That's impossible."

Back then, before Niccolò died, he had only met with Alia's mother and given her something. At that time, Andrea hadn't stopped it.

That was because he didn't know they held such important evidence. By the time he found out, it was nowhere to be found.

Andrea continued: "Keep having people watch her. No matter what methods are needed, we must get that evidence."

If that evidence leaked out, everything would be destroyed.

...

After dealing with personal matters, most of the day had passed.

But Marco still couldn't rest. Black Eagle had many things waiting for him to handle, waiting for his decisions.

For Black Eagle, for the Vittorio family, for Alia and the child, he couldn't let himself relax for even a moment.

Especially at this critical time, he had to stay vigilant at all times and couldn't make the slightest error.

As soon as Marco returned to his office, his secretary brought documents that required his personal attention.

Marco picked up the documents and flipped through them. As he read, the text gradually became blurry, and his head grew heavier and heavier.

Marco quickly closed his eyes, removed his glasses, and rubbed his temples, hoping to alleviate this dizzy condition.

But after two minutes passed, the condition not only didn't improve but got worse. When he opened his eyes, everything he saw was blurry.

He had always slept very little, and no matter how tired he was, he had never experienced anything like today. He wondered what was wrong.

Marco reached for the phone on his desk, wanting to call his secretary to bring him coffee to perk up.

But his outstretched hand grasped at air and fell limply. When he tried to reach for the phone again, his tall, strong body leaned forward and collapsed powerlessly onto the desk.

He struggled to move but found he didn't even have the strength to open his fingers.

How could this be?

With his last bit of consciousness, Marco tried hard to recall. Thinking it over, he remembered the cup of tea Andrea had given him.

Today after leaving home, the only thing he had consumed was that cup of tea. Could it be that Andrea...

His head grew heavier and heavier. Marco could no longer think. Lying on the desk, he felt helpless and powerless for the first time.

No, he couldn't collapse.

If he collapsed, what would happen to Alia and Julia?

He was the pillar of support for Alia and her daughter. He had to stand up, he had to...

Marco used his last bit of strength, gritted his teeth, and tried to sit up. However, his physical weakness ultimately overcame his will, and he collapsed heavily again.

Knock knock—

There was a knock at the door, and Julio pushed it open: "Mr. Vittorio—"

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed Marco's abnormal condition and rushed over: "Mr. Vittorio, what's wrong?"

"Don't... don't... Alia..." After saying these few broken words, Marco lost all consciousness.

These fragmented words might not make sense to others, but Julio understood.

Marco was trying to say not to tell Alia.

Even at this moment, even when he had collapsed, Marco was still thinking about not worrying Alia...

Julio also gritted his teeth for his master, but there was no time to think about anything else. He had to get Marco to the hospital quickly.

Julio called for help and rushed Marco to Black Eagle Hospital as fast as possible. After examination, even the doctors couldn't determine why Marco had suddenly collapsed.

Marco's breathing, heartbeat, and all other aspects were normal. All his functions were the same as a normal person's, but he remained unconscious.

He couldn't move, couldn't open his eyes, couldn't speak - like a living dead person.

...

The time had reached nine o'clock in the evening.

Julia and I practiced taekwondo together and then took a walk in the courtyard.

We walked near the main gate, thinking that when Marco returned, we mother and daughter could see him immediately.

But we waited and waited. Julia was already getting sleepy, but we still hadn't seen Marco return.

In the evening, I had received a WeChat message from Marco saying he had a dinner engagement and would be back late.

I knew he was still socializing and didn't want to call and disturb him, so I carried Julia back inside to give the little one a bath first.

I loved giving Julia baths the most.

Stripping the little one naked and looking at her chubby little body, I wanted to bite her cute cheeks.

Julia especially loved playing with water. Sitting in her special bathtub, she was having so much fun. When I wasn't paying attention, she splashed water all over me.

"Julia, stop being naughty."

"Mommy, I want to play more."

I picked her up and said gently: "Julia, be good. Playing in water too long will make you catch cold. You have to go to school tomorrow, so you need to sleep early. Early sleep makes you more beautiful."

Julia blinked her bright, watery eyes and asked softly: "Mommy, if I become more beautiful, what about Mommy and Daddy?"

Julia thought that if she became more beautiful alone while Daddy and Mommy didn't, would she be prettier than both of them in the future?

She thought that wouldn't be good. She wanted Daddy and Mommy to be as beautiful as her.

"Daddy and Mommy will become beautiful too." I wrapped Julia in a bath towel and gently dried her body and hair, then put her in little pajamas.

"Daddy and Mommy and Julia will become beautiful together," Julia said softly.

"Yes, that's right. We'll all become beautiful together." I kissed Julia's chubby cheeks. "Baby, lie down and go to sleep."

"Julia wants to wait for Daddy. I want to tell Daddy a secret."

"What secret does Julia want to tell Daddy?"