Chapter 662
But as soon as she tried to move, pain shot through her, reminding her of just how rough last night had been. If Lorenzo hadn’t caught her, she would’ve fallen straight to the floor.
“You can hear everything on this call,” Lorenzo’s voice was deep and raspy, but still sounded good. Ella stayed still, not wanting to move because it hurt too much.
Lorenzo answered the call and put it on speaker. “Sir,” came the voice on the other end. “Speak,” Lorenzo replied.
“Mrs. Turner refuses to meet,” the voice said. Hearing that, Lorenzo glanced at Ella in his arms. Ella paused for a second and realized they were talking about her mom. She refused to meet!
Ella’s big, confused eyes looked up at Lorenzo, full of hurt. Lorenzo frowned and asked, “What’s going on?”
“We don’t know the exact reason, but this is Mrs. Turner’s response.” When Ella heard it was Andrea’s direct response, her face went pale. She couldn’t help but ask, “Did you say it was her daughter who wanted to see her?”
The line fell silent as soon as Ella spoke. Lorenzo’s voice turned colder as he said, “Tell her.”
“We did, but Mrs. Turner only said no.” The bluntness of it made Ella’s heart drop. Lorenzo asked, “Any other message for her?”
“No,” came the reply. Ella didn’t know what to say. Her mom didn’t want to see her, and there was no message for her. She didn’t know what was going on with her mom.
In her thoughts, Lorenzo said something, and soon the call ended. Lorenzo looked down at Ella, her face clouded with worry.
“You heard that,” he said. “It’s not that I can’t help you, but your mom doesn’t want to see you.” If Andrea wanted to meet Ella, Lorenzo would’ve made it happen, but if Andrea didn’t want to, there wasn’t much he could do.
Ella looked up at him, her eyes full of sorrow. “So, last night was all for nothing?” Lorenzo was silent. The air between them suddenly shifted, filled with awkward tension and unspoken meaning.
Chapter 663
Right after Sebastian got off the phone with Stephanie at the Giovanni villa, he immediately sent people out to look for Sofia and headed back himself to keep an eye on Stephanie. She was pregnant now, and there was no way he’d let her do anything reckless.
At the time, Stephanie was holding a plate of fruit, casually snacking while Sebastian fed her. “Did you send enough people?” she asked between bites. Honestly, she had every reason to be worried. Ever since Dan faked his death, she totally stopped trusting him. And now that Sofia had gone to confront him, clearly fired up, there was no doubt they’d clash. Stephanie was worried Sofia might get hurt.
But Sebastian didn’t seem all that worried. “Relax. Dan wouldn’t dare do anything here, unless he really didn’t care about leaving Fiorenza alive,” he said calmly. As he spoke, he popped a peeled grape into Stephanie’s mouth, then reached for another.
Stephanie chewed a bit, then shook her head. “I’m done. They’re not sweet.” Ever since she got pregnant, she’d had a serious sweet tooth—the sweeter, the better.
Sebastian ignored her complaint and kept peeling. “They’re not supposed to be sweet. I had them bring low-sugar grapes.”
“Why? That’s no fun. They don’t even taste good,” she pouted when she found out. All she wanted was something really sweet.
“You’re pregnant. You shouldn’t eat too much sugar. Be good,” Sebastian said, feeding her another grape. Stephanie ate it with a sulky look on her face. Seeing her like that, Sebastian gently coaxed, “Come on, be good, alright?” He couldn’t spoil her too much. If her health really took a hit, she’d be the one suffering.
Stephanie sniffled a little but didn’t say anything. Her phone started to buzz. She glanced at the screen—it was Ella. She picked up right away. “Ella?”
“It’s me,” Lorenzo’s voice came through. Hearing him, Stephanie said in surprise, “Lorenzo?” He was calling using Ella’s phone. She instinctively glanced at Sebastian.
“Ella has a fever,” Lorenzo said. “What?” Stephanie blurted out. “It’s mostly from emotional stress,” he added. Stephanie just blinked, taking a moment to process it.