radicalducati Chapter 68
Chapter 68
After doing all this, she turned to Mr. Patel and said, "Remember, everything I did today was at Margaret's request. If you have any objections, you can go find her. Also, my children have go to Royal Baby Kindergarten, and we don't need any help from your vice principal mother. Got it?"
"I g-got it." Mr. Patel timidly raised his head and stuttered in reply. He never expected that this beautiful woman would be so terrifying. If he had known, he wouldn't have left the house today.
Satisfied, Alessia narrowed her eyes and turned around, only to see Dominic standing at the entrance of the men's restroom, looking at her indiscernibly with a mix of emotions.
Bad luck.
Pretending as if nothing had happened, Alessia brushed past Dominic, but heard him say, "Wow, blind date? The man is not bad."
Alessia felt a little uncomfortable. She hadn't expected Dominic to be in the lobby just now.
Perhaps subconsciously, nobody wanted someone they didn't like to see their unlucky side.
She stood in front of the sink, not turning her head as she said, "He's pretty good. Mr. Carter and Miss Fraser are also a good match."
Dominic paused for a moment, then smirked. "Since we've met, would you like to have a meal together?"
"I'm not hungry." Alessia finished washing her hands and turned to look at Dominic.
Although Alessia didn't explicitly say it, Dominic felt that her 'not hungry' meant she wasn't interested in him.
As they spoke, footsteps came from the end of the corridor.
Alessia turned her head and saw Margaret, who had slipped away earlier, hurrying over.
As soon as Margaret approached, she immediately questioned, "Alessia, what did you mean on the phone just now? What did you do to Mr. Patel?"
Margaret was possibly out of breath from rushing back, and she was a bit panting as she spoke.
Alessia glanced at Mr. Patel, who was still crouching on the ground and hadn't recovered, and said with a smirk, "Auntie, your question is quite strange. Everything I did to Mr. Patel was at your request."
"I asked you..." Margaret was both anxious and inexplicable, but before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly saw someone crouching down in the corner.
When she saw the person's appearance clearly, the words she was about to say froze on her lips, and a look of horror appeared in her eyes.
Mr. Patel's originally chubby face was now covered in bruises. "Mr. Patel, what happened to you?" Margaret hurried over, asking with concern.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Patel fiercely pushed her away.
Margaret stumbled back, almost falling to the ground.
Mr. Patel angrily pointed at Margaret. "Stop pretending here! The Patel Group will never cooperate with your Ramirez Group again. Margaret, you ordered your niece to beat me like this. I'm going to the hospital to get checked. You just wait to receive a lawyer's letter."
"Mr. Patel, listen to me. This has nothing to do with me. I've been wronged." Margaret hurriedly explained.
Cooperating with the Patel group was crucial for the Ramirez group now.
Mr. Patel didn't believe Margaret's words. He covered his sore hand and sneered, "Explain? Didn't you say you wanted to marry your niece to me? Didn't you say your niece grew up in the countryside, easy to manipulate? Damn it!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Finally, he spat on the ground in disgust and limped away.
Margaret stood still for a long time before coming back to her senses. She, a wealthy and noble lady, had been scolded by the Patel family's member like this.
If it weren't for the decline of the Ramirez family, how could she be stepped on by the Patel's?
"Alessia, you're really something." Margaret turned around, her eyes full of malice.
"Ms. Margaret, are you worrying about me?" Alessia, who had just watched a good show, sneered, "Just a little stretch, and I'm naturally fine."
Margaret's expression twisted, and she vented her anger on Alessia, "You offended the Patel family today. Your two children will never get into the Happy Garden Kindergarten again."
"Oh really?" Alessia chuckled, adding fuel to the fire with no reservations this time.
With an indifferent tone, she said, "I haven't had the chance to mention it. Elle and Christian have already been enrolled in the Royal Baby Kindergarten. You don't need to worry about their schooling anymore."
Margaret's face immediately changed.
The Royal Baby Kindergarten was the number one kindergarten in Toronto, even harder to get into than Happy Garden Kindergarten.
Where did Alessia, a lonely girl from the countryside, get the connections to enter the Royal Baby Kindergarten?
"You're lying," Margaret said disbelievingly, convinced that Alessia was bluffing.
However, she was soon proven wrong again.
Alessia took out her phone and placed the enrollment information sent by the principal of the Royal Baby Kindergarten in front of Margaret.
Normally, she wouldn't bother with Margaret, but she disliked Margaret constantly bringing up the children.
After carefully examining the information in her hand, Margaret looked as if she had been struck.
It turned out her plan was flawed from the beginning.
She couldn't understand how Alessia managed to get both children into the Royal Baby Kindergarten.
After all, getting into such a kindergarten wasn't just about money; it also required assessing the parents' work ethics. And Alessia was divorced!
Seeing Margaret's defeated expression, Alessia felt no sympathy at all.
She put away her phone and left.
She had met the principal of the Royal Baby Kindergarten when she was abroad. At that time, the principal's spouse was ill, and Alessia happened to perform the surgery.
As Alessia left the restroom and walked into the lobby of the restaurant, her phone suddenly rang.
It was a call from Riley.
Alessia answered, but before she could speak, a man's voice came from the other end.
"Miss La Rosa, your son and your boyfriend are both in my hands. If you want them to stay alive, come to the abandoned steel mill in the west side of the city now."
"Don't you dare touch my son, or I won't spare you." A hint of coldness flickered in Alessia's beautiful almond eyes.
"That depends on how fast you can move. Remember, you must come alone." The voice on the other end threatened arrogantly before hanging up.
When Alessia tried calling back, the phone was switched off.
A look of determination crossed Alessia's face. Christopher was just a four-year-old child who didn't know any martial arts, and he also had mild autism. He must be terrified if he was kidnapped.
With that thought, Alessia's heart clenched tightly.
She began to walk quickly while calling M, asking him to check if there were any surveillance cameras at the abandoned steel mill in the western suburbs and if they could bring reinforcements in time.
Meanwhile, David, who was waiting for Dominic on the side, looked at Alessia's hurried departure with a puzzled expression, scratching his head.
'Miss La Rosa? Besides the young master, doesn't she only have a pair of twin daughters? The young master should be at home. How could something happen to him?'
The more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed to him. He felt it was necessary to inform their CEO about this matter. Just as he made up his mind, he saw their CEO walking out from the restroom.
David approached him and said, "Mr. Carter, I just heard Miss La Rosa on the phone. It sounded like something happened to the young master!"
Dominic's gaze turned sharp as he glanced at David. "How long has she been gone?"
"Just left," David replied.
Dominic's face turned cold as he strode outside, instructing David, "Make a call home and find out what's going on."
"Yes, sir," David replied promptly.
In the parking lot, Dominic happened to see Alessia getting into her car in a hurry.
The car quickly left its parking spot and sped off down the lane.
Seeing her demeanor, it did seem like an emergency.
"Mr. Carter, the young master and Miss Elle haven't left home," David reported after making a phone call to the residence.
At this point, David was also puzzled.
He didn't understand why Miss La Rosa was in such a hurry when the young master was clearly at home. He was certain he hadn't misheard anything.
Uncertain of Dominic's intentions, David asked, "Mr. Carter, should we still be concerned?"
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