Carl personally intervened to sign the project for Giovanna.
Before the project even began, the commission statement for Giovanna was placed on my desk.
I didn’t sign it, returning the statement untouched.
Although she didn’t receive the commission, it didn’t stop Giovanna from becoming a rising star within the group overnight.
Her reputation spread even to our partners.
One day, I received a call from Mr. Ritter, one of our partners.
"Sash, what have you been up to lately? It’s been a while since you came to chat with me."
I laughed.
"Mr. Ritter, you’re the one who’s always so busy. How did you find the time to call me?"
Mr. Ritter hesitated for a moment before saying, "Carlito requested a single-family villa from me, and the owner registered is Giovanna."
"They should have moved in already."
The teacup in my hand tilted, spilling tea onto the table.
Counting from the first night he didn’t come home, it had been 29 consecutive days since Carl had returned home.
The plan was sorted out, and I went from sleepless nights to falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
I carry the weight of two family businesses on my shoulders, and romantic entanglements aren’t the main theme of my life.
Landin and the others approached me several times, wanting to fight for justice on my behalf.
I stopped them each time.
Everything is under control, and I don’t feel any injustice.
These kids don’t understand that equal footing can lead to long-lasting relationships but also easy harm.
Time creates knots, and time will untie them.
Soon, it was His grandmother’s birthday.
I used many connections to obtain a calligraphy piece by a monk whom Grandmother liked very much.
I had it carefully packaged, with the names of Carl and Sasha written on the signature line.
Regardless of the inner workings, the dignity between prestigious families must be maintained.
Sitting in my office, I hesitated for a long time before making the first call to Carl in a month.
I almost thought I would hang up when the call was finally answered.
"Carl, I’ve prepared Grandma’s birthday gift. Where should we meet to go back together?"
Giovanna’s weak yet arrogant voice came through.
"Well, you go back alone. Carlito said he’s taking me to meet the elders at home."
I took the phone away from my ear, looked at the screen, and saw that I hadn’t dialed the wrong number, it was Carl’s.
"Let Carl take the call."
Giovanna giggled.
"Sorry, we just woke up. Carlito is making lunch for me."
I hung up, and a message came in on my phone.
"Sis, Plan A."
I looked at it for a long time, then instructed my assistant to book a stylist for me.
Alone. I was also going to the banquet.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, I entered the old Fu residence on time. The elders were there, and they all asked why I had come alone.
I brushed off their questions, but when I turned to look at Grandmother, my eyes welled up.
Grandmother had watched me grow up, watched me marry into the family, and watched me gradually establish myself within it.
I’ve lost battles, but I’ve never shown weakness.
She’s been in business for decades, and I knew she understood that not asking was the dignity she left for me.
I presented the calligraphy to Grandma with both hands, and she sighed when she looked at the names of Carl and me written side by side on the signature line.
At that moment, there was a commotion at the entrance. I turned around and saw Carl leading Giovanna by the hand, carefully protecting her as they walked in step by step.
The expressions of those present varied, and Grandma’s face fell.
The two walked through the crowd and came before grandmother.
"Grandma, this is Giovanna. I brought her to wish you a happy birthday."
Grandma didn’t spare even a glance at Giovanna, coldly calling for the butler to show them out.
The butler came over, politely but distantly asking Giovanna to leave.
Tears welled up in Giovanna’s eyes as she looked at Carl.
"Carlito, I’m sorry. I tried, but I really can’t reach you."
"In the future, live well with her and forget about me."
After saying this, she turned around and ran out, sobbing.
