The Return of My First Love novel Chapter 99

Emily

As I stood there, watching Gian and Pilar glued beside each other, reading through Liza's letter, a knot formed in my stomach. With every line they read, I watched their faces, especially Gian's, turn into a look of disbelief.

It was silent for a good five minutes before Gian looked up. I wondered how many times he had read the letter in the hopes that the name would change. Same as I did.

"Is this from that maid who gave you the letter? Where can I find her?" he dEmilyanded, rEmilyEmilybering that day in the office.

"No, it wasn't meant for anyone else's eyes, especially not yours," I snapped back, aggravated. Liza didn't want to get involved, and I wouldn't drag her into this any further.

Gian's mouth twitched. "You can't just come here and tell me Levi is a fed and expect me not to do anything about it," he argued, not backing down.

You know what? He was right.

It still didn't mean I was going to throw Liza under the bus.

"No, we will do something about it," I spoke, desperate to calm him down. "I just don't know what yet, but we'll do something about it."

Then it went quiet again. I was certain there was a solution without having to mention Liza's name.

"I can call Alessio now—"

"No," Gian shook his head. "He doesn't need this right now. I just want him to focus on what he's doing. Tell him when he gets back."

So much for wanting me to do something about it.

"He's with him right now," I said. "If what's written in the letter is true, and Levi really is an undercover, he will have some serious stuff against us after next week."

Us?

God, since when did I begin referring to myself as a Fanucci?

Pilar chuckled, showing some reaction for the first time. "Don't want to ruin your day, but I believe he already has more than enough."

I had no doubt he did. The only time he wasn't beside Alessio was when he was asleep. Other than that, the two were pretty much inseparable. It wasn't just a work relationship, no. That bond went way deeper than that.

Levi was his best friend, who I was sure he shared a lot with. Every problEmily, every solution, every feeling.

"So, what do we do?" I asked, barely above a whisper, feeling helpless.

"Do you believe this girl?" Gian asked me, his eyes piercing through mine as he anticipated my answer. It would've made everything a whole lot easier if I could say I didn't.

"Yes," I replied without hesitation. "She has no reason to lie, and the more I think about it—the more it makes sense."