Chapter 6 - The Woman Behind the Dessert Table
The next morning, Emily almost didn't return.
She had barely slept.
Her phone contained three missed calls from the event coordinator and one message from an unknown number telling her to stay away from the Morello family.
She deleted it.
Then she went to work.
Frank was already in the kitchen.
He sat at the counter drinking coffee.
“You came back.”
“I need my final payment.”
Frank smiled.
“Of course.”
Emily began cleaning the counters.
After several minutes, Frank asked quietly:
“Why did you refuse Vanessa?”
Emily stopped.
“Because the ingredients weren't there.”
“No. Why didn't you simply sign?”
Emily looked at him.
“Because my name was going on it.”
Frank nodded.
“That is the answer I wanted.”
Adrian appeared in the doorway.
He had changed into a simple dark shirt.
He looked less like a mafia boss and more like a tired man who hadn't slept.
“We checked the company.”
Emily turned.
“And?”
“It exists.”
She waited.
“But it has no warehouse.”
Frank closed his eyes.
Adrian continued.
“The company is registered to a woman who used to work for Vanessa.”
Emily felt cold.
“So Vanessa created a fake supplier?”
“Possibly.”
“Why?”
Adrian looked at her.
“That is what we are going to find out.”
Emily shook her head.
“No. You are.”
Adrian frowned.
“I don't want you involved.”
Emily laughed once.
“You already involved me when you told an entire ballroom nobody could disrespect me again.”
Frank chuckled.
Adrian stared at her.
Then, unexpectedly, he smiled.
“Fair.”
But neither of them noticed the woman standing outside the kitchen.
May you like
Vanessa.
And she had heard everything.
