BSI Chapter 35 The Duchess's Methods
Chapter 35 The Duchess's Methods
The air in the room was heavy.
Renato gripped the roof flap nervously; he could feel his niece's eyes scrutinizing him.
Examine...
Did she discover something?
Monica looked at Renato.
She has been investigating this matter here.
For a full two weeks, I was in Charentato!
When she looked away, Monica still had a smile on her face.
"Damn it! She must be trying to kill me!"
Renato received the signal—the brighter her smile, the more dangerous it was.
Although she always has a smile on her face, only those who know her truly understand it.
Her smile was nothing but a facade.
All those who believed her smile are either alive and being used by her, or they are already dead.
What was on Renato's mind?
This must be the devil's smile.
What is she thinking?
Seeing that Monica remained silent, Renato took the initiative to break the silence.
"Monica, I..."
Before he could speak, Monica interrupted him.
"Uncle Renato, when you volunteered to come to Genoa, you made a promise to my father..."
Monica's voice rose slightly, but her smile widened.
"What was your promise? Do you remember it?"
In that instant, Monica's smile vanished, and her beautiful eyes stared directly at Renato as she retorted.
"So, your promise is that the shipping company has incurred a deficit of over 200 million lira in the past few years?"
In an instant, Renato felt the room temperature drop dramatically, as if it had gone from spring to winter; he even felt a shiver run through him involuntarily.
"Monica, you need to know that those officials are very greedy, and we must always try to maintain good relations with them."
They always have this and that demand, and a single transfer order can send someone away. I have no choice, I have no choice but to—”
Just as Renato was about to continue explaining, he saw Monica pick up her coffee cup, so he stopped trying to explain.
As her uncle,
Even though she was born out of wedlock, Renato knew his niece very well!
Those who don't know her will always be deceived by her appearance.
But he knew her very well.
"In short, this deficit is, is, unavoidable..."
Before Renato could finish speaking, Monica said:
"Inevitable? Are those deficits genuine, or were they man-made?"
Damn it!
She knows everything!
No wonder she stayed here for half a month; she was investigating me!
In that instant, Renato had only one thought in his mind—I'm finished.
Faced with such questioning, he quickly defended himself:
"Monica, let me explain,"
Monica's smile faded, and she glanced at Renato.
What I need is an answer!
Monica's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Uncle Renato, I don't care how much deficit you've caused, because of your abilities. All I need is to keep this company going."
It was founded by my father and holds special significance for our family, a fact you are well aware of. My father and your brother chose to believe in you, but you—”
She paused slightly, and the smile on Monica's face vanished completely.
"You took advantage of my father's last wish and my hope to deceive me. You said you had already ordered a ship in England, but where is the ship? Where is it?"
"...How can I forgive you?"
"Monica, let me explain, I..."
The next instant, Renato's voice stopped abruptly, because Monica threw him a ticket.
That was a ship ticket to Chile.
Leirato stared at the ticket without saying a word.
Because he knew this was Monica's last choice for him.
You either accept or you refuse.
If he accepts, he can go to Chile and live off that money for the rest of his life.
If you refuse...
A few minutes later, looking at the empty room, Monica sighed and said.
"Catherine, he is my uncle."
"Yes."
Catherine, who was standing to the side, nodded.
"But he... only has a few million lira."
Monica lowered her eyelids, her expression turning somewhat pained.
"Just for such a small amount of money, I'm willing to sacrifice all my trust in him."
Catherine thought for a moment and then said.
"Because he was afraid, he was afraid of losing more, so he made the wrong choice."
Monica didn't speak for a moment before she spoke.
"Yes, we are always making choices throughout our lives, and we only realize our mistakes after we've made them."
Monica sighed softly, then turned her gaze to the window.
In the past few years, or more precisely, since her father's death, she has witnessed too much betrayal. So-called family ties are worthless in the face of self-interest.
"Catherine, they don't seem to believe I can handle everything."
Catherine, who was standing to the side, thought for a moment and said:
"Madam, they are simply ignorant; they will soon realize this."
Monica did not respond, but silently gazed into the distance.
Do you think he will succeed?
Standing beside her, Catherine naturally knew who the lady was referring to, and she nodded, saying:
"Madam, just as you said, we have no better choice at the moment and can only leave everything to time to prove."
However, for us, there is nothing to lose.
Monica nodded and said:
"Yes, there's really nothing to lose. By the way, what's he doing? Is he still at the clinic?"
"No, madam, he's been going to the port every day these past few days, and we've received news from the bank that concerns him."
"What?"
Monica asked:
"He used the business card you gave him to apply for a loan to buy a merchant ship."
"Purchase merchant ships?"
Monica slightly opened her eyes and muttered to herself:
"Didn't he know I own a shipping company?"
Then she shook her head and said:
"No, I clearly told him I would give him a boat and men, so why did he do that?"
After a moment's thought, Monica seemed to suddenly realize something and said:
"I see, this guy—he wants his own boat. Catherine, you see, this guy is more interesting than we thought."
Monica seemed intrigued.
"Once he has a ship, he'll definitely hire people, and they'll all be his own men—"
Catherine, standing to the side, then said:
"Madam, should we refuse him?"
"Need not,"
Monica shook her head and said:
"Promise him, I need him to get this done now, just like you said—we have nothing to lose."
"Oh, right, prepare a carriage; I'm going to visit him."
"Visit him?"
While Catherine seemed somewhat surprised, Monica then said:
"Now that he has already bought the ship, I must meet with my governor and discuss some matters with him."
……
Liu Yide had no idea that someone was coming to visit him. At this moment, he was at the port, examining the first asset he had purchased in this era.
"This is my boat now."
"Yes, sir, this is your boat."
Hyde offers a great deal of emotional value.
"Yes, it's your ship too, Captain."
Liu Yide smiled. With this ship, Africa... is not far away!
He patted Hyde on the shoulder and said:
"Just get our ship ready, hire the crew, and then we'll set sail together!"
"Together?"
Hyde exclaimed in surprise:
"Sir, are you also going out to sea?"
"Or what?"
Liu Yide laughed and said:
"Otherwise, why would I buy a boat!"
Africa!
On his way back to the clinic, Liu Yide was still thinking about Africa, and images related to Africa were flashing through his mind.
Just then, I saw a little girl in tattered clothes selling flower wreaths under a streetlamp. Her lonely figure reminded me of the Little Match Girl.
It's so late.
The port is a place where all sorts of people mingle.
Thinking of this, Liu Yide told the driver to stop the car and spoke to the little girl.
"Little friend, how much do all these flowers cost in total?"
"Sir, is it everyone?"
"right,"
"Here are two flower crowns and a dozen or so flowers. If you want them all, sir, it will only cost you 1 lira."
"Alright, sell them all to me."
After paying, Liu Yide told the girl to hurry home. The girl responded and thanked him with a big smile. Then she skipped and jumped in another direction.
"A capitalist society..."
Thinking to myself, the carriage had arrived at the clinic. After getting off, I looked up and saw the light coming from the window on the third floor.
"Has someone come to my lab?"