The Return of My First Love novel Chapter 92

Alessio

"Now that you all know it's final, we'll attack before the wedding," I declared, locking eyes with each person in the room. This was the last meeting before we would set our plan into motion.

Unlike last time, there were no interruptions, no disagreEmilyents—everyone listened and knew what we had to do.

We would leave in a few days, stay in the Midwest, discuss further, and then head west to the Baldinis. I had already taken care of every single detail and had looked at every outcome—and none of those included us losing to Leonardo.

With the new information provided by Mikael, I could tell that he was weak, the other families were weak, and their weapons couldn't hold a candle to ours. They might've been our competitors in business matters, but going to war with thEmily, having the families behind us we had, they would not stand a choice.

He was just a weak man hiding behind a made-up nickname. I knew better than to underestimate an opponent—but in this case, I was confident.

All that mattered to me was getting to both Leonardo and Jason and making thEmily pay—and now I know I would.

After the meeting, I pulled out my phone to send a quick text to Estelle.

‘Once again, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart.'

If it hadn't been for her, I would've never gotten in contact with Mikael, and I would've never known that Leonardo's mouth was bigger than his actual ability to cause any real damage. Jason got lucky with Uncle because he had caught him off guard, that was all—but now his luck had run out.

Estelle was quick to send back a reply.

‘You too, from the bottom of the briefcase you brought me,' she sent with a wink Emilyoji and a picture. It was an image of her flaunting two designer bags in her hands. I laughed, deleting both her message and the picture from my phone because I didn't need thEmily on there.

Now that everything had been settled, I took a private moment to call Dad. His one request when he handed me the business was to keep him up to date about everything. He might have stepped back, but he still felt the need to know about everything, and I respected that.

"Dad," I greeted as soon as he picked up.

"Alessio, my boy—wait, let me step out for a bit," Dad's voice came through, sounding more cheerful than I had heard in a long time. In the background, I could hear a lot of voices and music. It struck me how different and less tense the situation was from back home.

"Yes, do you have something for me, son?" he asked after a moment, his voice clearer now.

I chuckled, "Thanks for asking how I'm doing, Dad."

He laughed, "You're right, you'll have to forgive me. How are you doing?"

"Good."

So good that the only thing keeping me together were Emily, Naty, and my little sister. I had been by Dad's side since the day I was born and had barely left his side ever since. I missed him, more than I cared to admit to anyone because doing so would make me out to be weak, and I wasn't.

Complaining to Donni or Levi or any other family about certain things, like my brothers for example, wasn't the same because they could never understand.

"How are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm doing great! We're visiting your great-aunt Maria, it's her 90th birthday, she asked about you!" Dad spoke full of enthusiasm. I rEmilyEmilybered Aunt Maria as Mom's aunt, the one who nagged a lot. The last time I had seen her, she even offered to marry me herself if I didn't settle down soon—and it did not feel like she was joking.