Chapter 265

Chapter 265
Alia POV

"Mr. Vittorio is unconscious now, so you can say whatever you want." Upon hearing me mention that Marco knew about the things she had done, Luca instantly lost some confidence, but she still appeared calm on the surface.

Having stayed by Marco's side for so long, she believed she hadn't revealed any flaws, which was why she had always been able to gain Marco's trust.

But the trust she received was still far inferior to Giulio's. She was mainly responsible for logistics work, while Giulio handled matters that were crucial to Marco.

Could it be that Marco had already seen through her problems and had always been guarded against her? If he hadn't exposed her, was he perhaps playing along, using her to convey information he wanted to pass to Andrea?

Marco was always steady and thoughtful in his actions. If even I could see there was something wrong with her, Marco couldn't possibly be unaware.

Thinking of this, Luca felt as if there was an extremely sharp gaze watching her from inside the room. Feeling guilty, she looked up toward the inner room.

This glance made Luca's heart race with fear, her spine turn cold, and cold sweat break out all over her body...

She must have seen wrong. That glance must have been mistaken. She thought she saw Marco, who had been unconscious, open his eyes and look at them.

Yes, she had seen wrong. It was her guilty conscience that made her think she saw Marco open his eyes and look at her. When she looked again, Marco was still lying there quietly, without any abnormality.

Seeing Luca distracted, I realized I had hit her weak spot and pressed my attack: "Luca, yesterday I told you to go rest. Do you dare say it wasn't during that time that you leaked the information?"

"You're talking nonsense, making false accusations." Thinking that Marco was lying in the room and might be able to hear their conversation, Luca's tongue wasn't as sharp when she spoke.

I looked at Nicola and said: "Brother, then show her the evidence."

"Alright." Hearing me call him, Nicola could finally play his role. After circling around both the inner and outer rooms of the ward, he removed two pinhole cameras and handed them to me.

He said: "Alia, Marco told me last night to let you freely do what you want to do. He'll support you from behind."

"Nicola, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Vittorio was poisoned with that colorless, odorless toxin. Without the antidote, it's impossible for him to wake up." Luca's heart was already in chaos thinking that Marco might have awakened, but she remained calm on the surface.

She glanced at me, then at Nicola, and continued: "You two siblings, stop playing tricks here. Taking down two cameras and thinking you can frame me? Who knows if this isn't all staged by you?"

I looked at her, waiting to see just how much this Luca could argue.

Luca continued: "Giulio, what are you waiting for at a time like this? We need to quickly ask Andrea to come out and take control of the situation."

I said: "So the news of Marco's unconsciousness was passed to Andrea by you?"

Luca said disdainfully: "Alia, if you want to frame me, you need to produce evidence. Otherwise, your words have no persuasive power whatsoever."

"Then you better wait and see." If I really had evidence, I wouldn't be saying so much to Luca here.

I wanted Luca to reveal her flaws, but I had clearly underestimated her. Someone who could lurk by Marco's side for so many years without being discovered naturally had considerable skill.

Seeing that I had nothing more to say, Luca smiled somewhat smugly.

Having followed Marco for so many years, she had always been careful and cautious in her actions. Andrea, fearing her identity would be exposed, had almost never contacted her privately before this incident. How could they possibly know she was the mole?

This useless woman, suspecting her based on mere intuition without evidence - what could she do to her?

Luca gritted her teeth in hatred, wanting nothing more than to pounce forward and tear apart my bewitching face.

Besides having a vixen-like face, what other abilities did Alia have?

At work, she couldn't help Marco. In life, Marco didn't need her help either.

This useless woman - just because she once vomited on Marco when drunk and he remembered her, she could marry Marco and enjoy the position of the Vittorio family's young mistress?

No, Alia didn't deserve to stand by Marco's side at all!

"Alia, you woman, you're completely unworthy of Mr. Vittorio. If you hadn't appeared, the Vittorio family would never have become like this, and Mr. Vittorio wouldn't be lying there..."

In Luca's heart, Marco was a perfect man like a god, an untouchable deity high above in her heart that no woman was worthy of.

Alia wasn't worthy, Sabrina wasn't worthy...

No one was qualified to stand by his side. She wanted to protect him, to let him forever remain that man high above, untouchable by anyone.

In the past, to continue staying by Marco's side, she could only pretend to flatter, going against her conscience to say how good this woman Alia was.

Later, whenever she thought about those thoughts of hers, about those words she had said, she felt disgusted with herself.

I said coldly: "Whether I'm worthy of Marco - is that for you to decide?"

What did it mean to be unworthy of Marco?

Family background? Appearance? Money? Power? Or something else?

I only knew that in Marco's heart, I was unique, and in my heart, Marco was also unique.

Money, power, family background...

All of these could become obstacles to us being together, but they absolutely couldn't stop our determination to be together.

"Nicola, this woman is in your hands today. Watch her, don't let her step out of this room, don't let her contact anyone. If anything goes wrong, you deal with the consequences yourself."

I suddenly changed my tone, no longer calling Nicola "brother," completely adopting the attitude of a businesslike strong woman.

"Yes." Nicola, this sister-complex man, hearing my commanding tone, not only didn't feel uncomfortable but agreed very readily.

"Heh..." Luca laughed coldly and said, "Giulio, you see it, don't you? You can't still fail to see through these two siblings' intentions, can you? Could it be that you..."

Luca had been by Marco's side for over ten years, working with Giulio for Marco for many years, so Giulio naturally trusted her words more.

But what about Alia?

I was Marco's wife, Julia's mother. Marco cherished me, doted on me, was my support - I would never hurt Marco.

Although Luca kept saying I was an impostor, Giulio wasn't stupid, or more precisely, their master wasn't stupid.

If I only had a face identical to the real Alia's, their master would be able to tell.

Originally, Giulio had been wavering between the two of us, but the words spoken by me and Luca made him make his final choice.

He never would have expected that I, who appeared so delicate and fragile, would react so quickly when faced with trouble. Some things he hadn't thought of, I had thought of.

Not only did I react quickly, but my decisions were also very decisive - calling a press conference, controlling Luca, protecting their Mr. Vittorio...

Thinking of these things, Giulio couldn't help but look at me with new eyes.