The bedroom where Emilia and Riccardo spent Christmas together brought her a wave of pleasant memories. For several days they hardly got out of bed, dissolving into each other's arms. But she was not in the mood for sentiment right now. She won't let anyone get away with rejecting her, and Riccardo will regret it yet.
Comfortably seated in a soft chair with a glass of red wine, Emilia lit a cigarette and with a snide smile dialed a familiar phone number.
"Hello, " a low male voice answered her.
"Signor Del Rio, good afternoon, this is Emilia, " she answered the phone sweetly.
"Emilia? " with a grain of salt repeated the voice.
"Yes, your son's Riccardo girlfriend, remember me? "
"Ah, Emilia... my dear, " the man answered her in a warmer voice. "What do I owe this pleasure to?"
"Um... Signor Del Rio, please forgive me for disturbing you. I thought for a very long time whether to call you, but for the sake of your son and your corporation, I just feel it's my duty to open your eyes to what's going on, " she said in a velvety voice.
"Yeah? And what's going on?" cautiously replied to her Riccardo's father.
Emilia sobbed theatrically and continued sounding worried:
"A few weeks ago, a truck loaded with expensive cars flipped over on its way to one of your most important clients in London, the Lace Corporation. Darren Lace demands another delivery, but to no avail. Ricciardo not only failed to receive compensation from the insurance, but also disappointed one of the top clients of the Del Rio Corporation. I think you should know this. It hurts me a lot to talk about this, because I love your son very much, but he is not capable of running a corporation. I think you should take him out of business until he completely bankrupts your company. "
Riccardo's father was silent and Emilia felt uncomfortable.
"Signor Del Rio, please forgive me once again, maybe I shouldn't have interfered, but..." she chirped again.
"No, Emilia, you did the right thing," interrupted her voice on the line. "I really appreciate your honesty. Riccardo didn't say a word to me about the overturned truck. As well as of the murder of my CEO Matteo Rossi, which I also learned about only from the news. "
From what she heard, Emilia turned pale as a sheet.
"Matteo's murder? " She asked in complete amazement. "Has Matteo been killed? I didn't know anything about it either. "
"I think Riccardo is hiding much more from us than we can imagine. The newspapers posted a picture of him in a car with some long-haired blonde who was also believed to also be involved in Matteo's death. I'm guessing you didn't dye your hair, did you, Emilia? "
"Long-haired blonde, huh? "Emilia chuckled maliciously to herself, remembering Riccardo's photo on the table.
"No, Signor Del Rio, of course it wasn't me, " she said, sobbing. "So Riccardo is deceiving me, too. And cheating on me, for sure, all the time... And I trusted him so much. I thought he was different. "
"Emilia, my dear, don't be upset. I really appreciate you wanting to help, " tried to calm her down Del Rio Sr. "I will call my son right away and demand an explanation on all matters. I built this corporation from scratch, and I'm not going to let my son destroy it. Especially now that Matteo is gone, who, I believe, has held it together till now. "
"You are a very wise man, Signor Del Rio, " she said in response. "If I can help you in any way, just let me know."
At the end of the conversation, Emilia's face lit a satisfied smile. Riccardo was under control. And now she is ready to meet face to face with "long-haired blonde" Victoria.

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