The Heiress' Re Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Chapter 70

A R I A N A

The rest of our days in Italy were perfect exquisite if I must say, Dante made sure of it, he kepy work aside and spent every minute with .

We saw beautiful art, ate delicious food, walked through old streets holding hands.

He made

laugh and made

feel safe all the ti. Dante’s presence made

forget about all my problems.

It’s like I don’t have any worries but then again when reality hits , I reber that I have few days left to get my father those papers.

Our flight is later in the evening so we were currently heading down to the to have lunch in the hotel restaurant before our flight.

I was wearing a pretty dress Dante bought , he still hasn’t asked for his card back to which I am grateful for cause I still haven’t found it, I had asked the chauffeur that took

to the mall the other ti and he didn’t find it.

We were walking to our table when Dante’s phone rang snapping

out of my train of thoughts, he looked at it and his face got serious.

"I am sorry, my love," he said, kissing my cheek. "I have to take this It is important... You go ahead and order for

I will be quick."

I nodded. "Okay."

I sat down at our table by the window.

A waiter brought

a nu I looked at it, but I was not really seeing the words.

I was thinking about how I would get to the papers without Dante knowing, I wasn’t sure where he kept it but he did ntion having all his important files in his ho office.

The waiter ca back. "Are you ready to order Mrs Russo?"

I looked at Dante’s empty chair I hoped his call would not take long.

"Yes," I said, giving the waiter a small smile. "I will order for both of us."

I was looking at the nu, waiting for Dante to co back, when a woman walked up to our table It was Jessica, Dante’s assistant.

I fought the urge to roll my eyes forgetting that this was a business trip of course she’d tag along with Dante.

What does she want now?

She looked down at

with a nasty smile. "Looking for soone?" she asked. "Dante is a very busy man if you must know, he might be sparing you so ti but it doesn’t an anything"

I looked around, hoping to see Dante coming back but he was nowhere.

I didn’t want to create a scene with her, she was already getting on my nerve.

Jessica leaned closer. "You should know sothing Dante Russo is way above your league everyone knows it, your are nothing."

My face felt hot.

I tried to ignore her.

But she kept talking, her voice an. "I know why you are really with him I know your daddy’s company has gone bankrupt and you are just a gold digger. You are using Dante for his money."

Her words felt like a slap even though part of it was true my father did want

to get money from Danteit still hurt because I loved Dante really loved him.

"You are wrong," I said, my voice shaking. "You do not know anything about

or my live life with my husband, you may work for him but it gives you no right to barge into our lives."

Jessica laughed a cold laugh. "I know everything and I will make sure Dante sees through your lies he will throw you out soon and you will see."

Anger, hot and sudden, shot through

I stood up so fast my chair scraped the floor.

Before I could even think, my hand flew out

SLAP!

The sound was loud in the restaurant my palm stung from hitting her cheek.

Jessica gasped, her hand flying to her face her eyes were wide with shock and anger.

Everyone in the restaurant was staring at us.

I was breathing hard.

I had never hit anyone before I was shocked at myself.

But I was not sorry she had called

a gold digger.

She had insulted my love for Dante and that was enough reason.

Jessica glared at , her face red where I had hit her. "How dare you!" she hissed.

I was still shaking when I saw Dante walking back to the table his lips curved into a smile as he approached but soon his smile dropped as he saw my face.

Before I could say anything, Jessica ran to him bursting into loud, fake tears.

"Dante!" she cried, throwing herself against his chest. "She hit ! Your wife slapped

across the face!"

Dante looked shocked as he held her shoulders, trying to see her face. "What? Why would she do that?"

Jessica sobbed even louder. "I only told her that you were a busy man but you still make ti for her cause you love her and she took offence and accused

of puting my nose into your marital business and she got so angry! She just slapped !"

I felt sick watching her lie I felt even sicker watching Dante hold her.

A sharp, ugly feeling stabbed my heart.

Jealousy.

Dante looked at , his face confused and disappointed. "Ariana? Is this true? Did you hit her?"

My heart hurt he believed her. "She said horrible things to , Dante! She called ..." I paused finding it pointless to explain.

He believed her already

Jessica cried harder, shaking her head. "I never said that! Why would I say that? She is lying!"

Dante sighed, looking tired. He looked at . "Ariana, just apologize please this is not the place for this."

I stared at him.

He wanted

to apologize? To her? After what she said?

"No," I said, my voice firm even though I was trembling. "I will not apologize to her."

I could not stand there anymore I turned and walked away from the table heading out with my eyes stinging.

Leaving Dante standing there with a crying Jessica still clinging to his chest.