The door was suddenly opened.
Ford came into the room with Bella behind him and gave a decent smile as he saw the middle-aged man on the sofa and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Zaccardi."
Mr. Zaccardi greeted Ford with a slight nod.
After that, Ford walked up to Felix and whispered, "Mr. Bissel, Miss Collins is here."
Felix glanced up at him and grunted,
"You may leave now."
"Yes, sir."
Ford left respectfully.
Bella stood there, having no idea what was going on.
She was happy at first because she thought she could finally spend some time with Felix alone, but now she found he was apparently receiving a guest.
Why did he ask her to come over?
Bella wasn’t that stupid to assume that Felix asked her to join their conversation as his girlfriend. After all, she was nothing to him, let alone his girlfriend.
Then why?
Bella looked up at Felix doubtfully.
But she happened to see him sizing her up, his eyes smiling faintly and glinting wickedly.
Somehow, Bella’s heart missed a beat.
She had a bad feeling.
Just at this moment, the other man also looked up at her.
"This is…"
Since Felix sat facing the door, Bella stood with her back to Mr. Zaccardi as she walked in.
Thus, he couldn’t see her face.
Felix smiled and said to her, "Bella, say hello to Mr. Zaccardi."
Bella froze.
It was the first time Felix had ever called her “Bella”.
She was a little flustered inside, but more thrilled, secretly.
She responded yes, turned around, and looked at the man behind her.
But the next moment, she was stunned.
At first, Bella thought Felix’s friends must all be tough guys or gangsters.
Unexpectedly, the man sitting on the sofa before her was a gentle and refined middle-aged man with glasses, and he actually looked like an intellectual.
While Bella was sizing him up, the man was also sizing her up.
However, different from her, who was surprised and confused, he looked astonished.
Naturally, Felix noticed the look on his face, a gleam of satisfaction flashing across his eyes.
Just at this moment, Bella came to her senses.
She greeted him in a sweet voice, "Hello, Mr. Zaccardi."
But the man didn’t react.
He just stared blankly at her as if he fell into a trance, and he didn’t make any response even when she called him.
Anxious, Bella looked at Felix, only to find him staring at her in an encouraging look.
So she looked back and called him again, "Mr. Zaccardi?"
This time, Stephan Zaccardi finally woke up from his daydream.
As if he realized he wasn’t on his best behavior, Stephan recovered himself and said at once, "Sorry, I was being frivolous. This is…"
Stephan turned to Felix.
Felix gave a faint smile and replied, "She is a guest I saved before, and she’s staying here lately. But she’s from Ambario, and I plan to send her back someday."
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