Joanna was in their bedroom, making a call before the door room was pushed open and in walked in a very angry Micheal, who tugged at his tie harshly before throwing the bag he was with to the bed, as it bounced on it before hitting the floor.
Something was wrong.
She figured out, which made her end the call she was having, before approaching the erratic Micheal, who was holding in his anger from walking up to his father's room and demanding the reason why Giovanni would soon be called in for work.
All these years…all these years of his hard work, that he took seriously with that of Diego, for him to see Giovanni as nothing but a rotten egg that had come to destroy them, and yet he just couldn't let the stupid boy be.
The joy in his heart that finally he was paving way for Diego to ascend the seat as the chairman of Russo Oil holdings when the time comes dwindled, when his father had called him, Edward and the rest of the shareholder to inform them of the new information he had about the new site Diego was handling.
He could only come to one conclusion that he used them. His father used him and his son, Diego, who was the most hardworking one between him and Giovanni, and now on the day of the inauguration of the new site, when Diego was supposed to receive all the accolades, he's bringing in Giovanni to steal his spotlight.
Micheal has always known who their father favored between him and his brother, and it was always going to be Edward and his family. He doesn't treat him like his son, and everyone could see that including his son, who had grown with the mentality that he was nothing but a replacement for Giovanni if he misbehaves.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Joanna asked, skipping him back to reality to notice that she was in the room when he had walked in earlier.
He didn't answer her but ran his hand through his hair frustratingly before pushing everything that was on the vanity crashing to the floor, and that made Joanna jump where she stood, her hands going to wrap around her tummy in a protective way in case Micheal is going crazy.
This was the very first time she was seeing him act this way, and she could only guess that this has to do with his father. Yeah, the both of them don't have the best relationship because of her, but she could care less what that old man says.
"Micheal, what's going on with you? Talk to me, please?" She pleaded, irrespective of him not apologizing for their argument earlier but she loved this man so much to the point that she would do anything for him.
That's why she was obsessive when it comes to him, apart from him being her boss before things escalated further between them, that had brought Diego into the picture. Michael was a fine piece that the girls in the company would fantasize about who he would later end up with.
But she stepped up on her game and here she was, the wife of Micheal Russo, the assistant manager in Russo holdings.
"Father is planning on signing Giovanni in for work." Micheal confessed, his words made Joanna's stomach recoil. Her countenance changed instantly as horror was written all over her face.
"Wh.. what does that mean? Giovanni doesn't want to work, babe." Joanna asked.
The both of them had done a massive check on Giovanni, to know that he has zero interest in the company. So, why the sudden change?
"What it means is that he's forcing him to work, he's trying to let us know that Diego would always come second." He added, losing his shirt as Joanna didn't want to agree with what he just said.
"It doesn't make any sense. Why do you think your father would suddenly want him to work? Something doesn't add up babe, it doesn't."
"Edward." Micheal said, through gritted teeth." It has to be him, there's no one who would actually derive joy knowing that he's finally taken his position."
"Amrita. I should have known that bitch would have a comeback after what i said to her at the hospital opening."Joanna mumbled, before she stilled as if she remembered something." What about Diego? Does he know?"
"He's not picking up my calls." Micheal said, as Joanna rushed over for her phone and dialed Diego's number, just like Micheal said he wasn't picking up.
A knock on their door made Joanna rush over and open it, with the hope that it was Joanna only to see Diego's assistant, Marko.
He bowed towards Joanna, before turning to face Micheal." I just lost contact with the young master, every way to get through him is futile. We just have to wait and do…"
"And do what exactly?" Joanna cut through his words, making Marko shut up his mouth."You didn't do your work properly and you are saying my son has gone MIA. What are you paid to do!"
She yelled that she rushed over to slap Marko but Micheal held her back, hearing about the news about Giovanni, and Diego not wanting to talk to anyone, including her, his mother didn't sit quite well with her, coupled with the pregnancy hormones and all that.
"It's okay, sweetheart." Micheal cooed, trying to calm her down. She's pregnant and acting up like that doesn't seem to be healthy for that and her child.
"No, it's not. Diego is hurting and there's nothing i can do about that."She cried, moving away from him, while Micheal gave a signal to Marko to leave.
"He's not a child, this would only bring him back to his senses to know that Giovanni isn't his brother, you have been training that child like some chicken and now this happened." Micheal said, his words hurting her the more.
"Seriously? It's now my fault that your father doesn't see his second son and family competent to handle business affairs. Who's fault is that? Now, you blame my son?"Joanna looked at him lastly, before taking her phone from the bed.
"You have to do something about Giovanni, Micheal. I won't live to see the day he gets to sit on that chair as the owner of Russo holdings. That would be over my dead body." She said coldly, before leaving the room but Micheal knew that she meant every single word that she said.
Which only leaves him with no option but to start plotting plans on how to get rid of Giovanni before he ruins all of them.
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That night, Amrita walked into a dark sitting room after a long day of work at her boutique. She had to go out and try to ease off some tension, since both her husband and son were keeping things away from her.
But what she didn't expect was walking into a dark sitting room, and when she went for her phone to turn the light on, the light in the room turned on on its own, to reveal Giovanni standing beside the dining table.
"Hey mom." He said nervously, since he didn't know how she's going to react right now. His mind hasn't been at ease for a while, and knowing that what he's doing was affecting his mother stressed him out too, because she had no idea what was going on between him and his father.
Amrita said nothing, tears pricked at the corner of her eyes and Giovanni had to approach her while trying to console her.
"I'm really sorry about the way i have been acting lately, I have got stuff going on with me which i didn't want to stress you with…"
He said, but his mother interrupted him.
"Oh! Shut up, come here." She said, before opening her arms to him that he wasted no time to hug her. Her sweet fragrance grazed his nostrils and calmed down whatever thoughts he was having since today.
His mother was his safe haven.
He had forgotten how she fought tooth and nail for grandfather not to take him away from her, but then she was no match for that old man. His word is law but that would soon change.
"I'm sorry, mom." He apologized once again, kissing her cheeks when he heard a sob break through her. His mother has always been strong, seeing her like this could only explain to him that she was really hurt with his attitude.
"It doesn't matter, you are here now." Amrita said, running her hand through her baby's hair, while relinquishing the fact that at least he knew that she wasn't happy with him.
Giovanni broke the hug so soon, that she would have whined about it had it not been for his next words." So, to make it up to you, I prepared you dinner." He said, going to open up the little dish he prepared for his mother, yeah he's a loving son who would do anything for her.
Apart from Angela, his mother is the only woman who deserved his love, tine and attention and it stays that way, because her love was the only genuine one. The bitches out there only wanted him for what he has, and as long as it continues to stay that way. He's going to remain a casanova forever.
"No, you didn't." Amrita said, marveled at what she was looking at when she came closer to the dining table." You didn't tell me that you can cook." She said with folded arms.
While Giovanni shrugged,"You never asked. Although, I learnt it to pass time, not that i love cooking anyway." He said, before rolling pasta in the fork before bringing it to his mom's lips, who allowed him to feed her.
"So, how is it?" He asked, waiting for her answer. The last girl he cooked for doesn't really appreciate his cooking, but his mother will. He knew that.
"Why are you not a chef, Gio?" Amrita said,almost crying, that it confused Giovanni, seeing her wipe years away from the corner of her eyes.
"Does it taste bad?" He straightened up, going to taste the food until she talked.
"No, it's good, son. Really good." Amrita said, "Now, can i have my fork back please?" She teased, before Giovanni passed the fork over to her before sitting in front of her to watch her eat.
"How was work?" He asked, opening a can of orange juice, poured it in a glass cup and pushed it over to her.
"Good." Amrita said, before sitting up in her chair." Although, a little birdie told me that you would be working soon?"Amrita said, it was more like a question than a statement, although Edward already told her about it but she still wanted to hear from Giovanni.
"Something like that." Giovanni said confidently, for the first time his face didn't change talking about work. This was the perfect time to show Joanna that she raised her son better.
Amrita dropped her fork down on the plate, before going to take Giovanni's hand in her own." You don't know how happy i am to hear that, finally my wish is coming through."
"Your wish is to see me work?" He asked, surprised.
"Yeah, someone has to take over the company and that's you. Although that's not the only wish i have." Amrita said, her voice going down since she knew that he wouldn't like her next statement.
"What else?" He persisted to hear it all.
"Well, my last wish is to see you fall in love, get married and have kids of your own." Amrita said, and she knew that she just spoiled the mood because Giovanni started to retract his hand from hers.
"Mother, I…"He wanted to speak, but was interrupted.
"I know about Angela." She blurted out, which Giovanni eyes to widen because he never really talked about to her to anyone, including her.
"You do?"
"Yeah, and i don't care to know whatever happened between you too. But you deserve to be happy again, to be loved…"
"I am happy, mom." Giovanni confesses, but Amrita shakes her head.
"You know what i am talking about." She said.
"I would work just like you wished,mom. But please don't get your hopes high about me getting married." He said, but she beat his hand making him jerk where he was.
"That hurt." He said, rubbing his hand.
"Well, that's to bring your senses back. One day you will find that one person that would wipe away every bad perception you have about love, and then i would get to have my grandchildren." Amrita said dreamily, making Giovanni scoff. She wants Grandchildren?
"Yeah, but that one day is definitely not happening anytime soon, so don't get your hopes high." He said, taking her fork and forcing it into her hand." You have to eat."
"I'm serious about that, Gio. I need grandchildren, and i won't get old before seeing them." Amrita said lastly, before her phone interrupted then and she excused herself to take the call while Giovanni sat back on his seat.
Why do a lot of people want things from him?
His father and grandfather want him to work, while his mother wants Grandchildren when he doesn't even have any idea what he wants for himself.
Well, he does and that is to find the family of the stranger who died so that he might live, so love is out of the question right now, he just hopes his mother gets to understand that.
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