My heart clenched. In my past life, he had exploited my weakness just like this, forcing me to bow my head time and again, which only made him more and more audacious until he crushed the Romano family under his heel.
With that, Vincent took Sophia’s hand and turned to leave.
Maria, our housekeeper, came over, her eyes brimming with heartache for me.
“Principessa, are you really going to marry that scum tomorrow?”
I gazed at the brightly lit estate, brimming with a festive atmosphere, then turned to give my instructions.
“For the wedding tomorrow, have Papa invite all of the Kane family’s mortal enemies. And call a few reporters from the gossip rags, too.”
In my last life, under the guise of being a man of honor and loyalty, Vincent used my father’s backing to not only raise the funds he needed but also to win over many of our family’s associates.
With the support of those ‘uncles,’ his path was paved, and he smoothly secured his position as a new power player in Chicago.
This time around, I’d like to see if he can ever get back on his feet after I expose his shameless true colors, especially with the added pressure from his mortal enemies.
When I returned to my bedroom, Papa rushed over excitedly. He told me that old Don Salvatore was thrilled, and that Alessandro was so eager he wanted to fly over that very night.
“Papa, tell the Godfather that everything’s ready here. There’s no need to rush, just get here before noon tomorrow.”
I was about to tell Papa to wear something festive tomorrow when a video call from Alessandro suddenly came in.
Through the phone screen, I could practically feel his giddy mix of nerves and excitement.
“Isabella, do you really want to marry me? You’re not just messing with me, are you?”
Seeing him staring at me so earnestly, full of anticipation and nervousness, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“What? You don’t want to marry me? Do you think I’m too old?”
“Nonsense! In my heart, you’ll always be the most beautiful angel! I’ve been in love with you since I was ten, and I’ve dreamed of making you mine!”
As he said this, his voice suddenly dropped.
“But you only ever had eyes for that bastard Vincent. You never liked me.”
A warmth spread through my chest, and I immediately softened my voice.
“Alright, I was wrong before. I was blind to have overlooked such a wonderful man like you. From now on, I’ll be sure to make it up to you, okay?”
Hearing this, Alessandro immediately perked up.
“Isabella, do you really think so? Do you really think I’m a good man?”
As he spoke, his eyes actually started to turn red.
“Isabella, just wait. I will prepare gifts for you, and I will marry you with all the splendor you deserve.”
“I’m going to start preparing right now, and you absolutely cannot back out of this!”
Before I could even say he didn’t have to, he hung up.
I hung up the phone and walked into the bathroom. When I came out, I was jolted by a deafening roar.
A black Sikorsky helicopter was landing on the manor’s lawn.
The cabin door opened, and the Salvatore family’s majordomo walked up to me, holding an exquisite black velvet box.
“The Young Master had this prepared for you, Principessa. As a token of his esteem, the Salvatore family’s heirloom brooch—‘The Silver Wolf and the Rose.’ Please, take a look.”
He opened the box, revealing a lifelike wolf’s head, exquisitely carved from platinum and black diamonds. In its jaws, it held a radiant ruby rose.
Chapter 4: Chapter 4
My heart clenched. In my past life, he had exploited my weakness just like this, forcing me to bow my head time and again, which only made him more and more audacious until he crushed the Romano family under his heel.
With that, Vincent took Sophia’s hand and turned to leave.
Maria, our housekeeper, came over, her eyes brimming with heartache for me.
“Principessa, are you really going to marry that scum tomorrow?”
I gazed at the brightly lit estate, brimming with a festive atmosphere, then turned to give my instructions.
“For the wedding tomorrow, have Papa invite all of the Kane family’s mortal enemies. And call a few reporters from the gossip rags, too.”
In my last life, under the guise of being a man of honor and loyalty, Vincent used my father’s backing to not only raise the funds he needed but also to win over many of our family’s associates.
With the support of those ‘uncles,’ his path was paved, and he smoothly secured his position as a new power player in Chicago.
This time around, I’d like to see if he can ever get back on his feet after I expose his shameless true colors, especially with the added pressure from his mortal enemies.
When I returned to my bedroom, Papa rushed over excitedly. He told me that old Don Salvatore was thrilled, and that Alessandro was so eager he wanted to fly over that very night.
“Papa, tell the Godfather that everything’s ready here. There’s no need to rush, just get here before noon tomorrow.”
I was about to tell Papa to wear something festive tomorrow when a video call from Alessandro suddenly came in.
Through the phone screen, I could practically feel his giddy mix of nerves and excitement.
“Isabella, do you really want to marry me? You’re not just messing with me, are you?”
Seeing him staring at me so earnestly, full of anticipation and nervousness, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“What? You don’t want to marry me? Do you think I’m too old?”
“Nonsense! In my heart, you’ll always be the most beautiful angel! I’ve been in love with you since I was ten, and I’ve dreamed of making you mine!”
As he said this, his voice suddenly dropped.
“But you only ever had eyes for that bastard Vincent. You never liked me.”
A warmth spread through my chest, and I immediately softened my voice.
“Alright, I was wrong before. I was blind to have overlooked such a wonderful man like you. From now on, I’ll be sure to make it up to you, okay?”
Hearing this, Alessandro immediately perked up.
“Isabella, do you really think so? Do you really think I’m a good man?”
As he spoke, his eyes actually started to turn red.
“Yes, you always have been.”
“I was blind before, but I won’t be ever again.”
Alessandro’s expression immediately turned serious.
“Isabella, just wait. I will prepare gifts for you, and I will marry you with all the splendor you deserve.”
“I’m going to start preparing right now, and you absolutely cannot back out of this!”
Before I could even say he didn’t have to, he hung up.
I hung up the phone and walked into the bathroom. When I came out, I was jolted by a deafening roar.
A black Sikorsky helicopter was landing on the manor’s lawn.
The cabin door opened, and the Salvatore family’s majordomo walked up to me, holding an exquisite black velvet box.
“The Young Master had this prepared for you, Principessa. As a token of his esteem, the Salvatore family’s heirloom brooch—‘The Silver Wolf and the Rose.’ Please, take a look.”
He opened the box, revealing a lifelike wolf’s head, exquisitely carved from platinum and black diamonds. In its jaws, it held a radiant ruby rose.