CHAPTER 112: – IDIOT –

Fernando sat in his office chair, fisting his hands. He was biting his finger tip hard, eyes flaming with a kind of annoyance he hadn’t felt in a while.

The door of his office pushed open. Antonio walked in and he immediately lifted his head to look at him. "Did you find her?"

Antonio shook his head. "No. I have looked everywhere for her and I couldn’t find a trace of her. It’s as if she disappeared off the face of the earth."

Fernando slammed his fingers on the desk. "How could that be? Are you telling me she’s gone just like that?"

Antonio blinked, confused.

"Why are you looking for her like this, sir? She’s just a model and you can always replace her."

"Just a model?" Fernando widened her eyes at him. "She’s one of the best models, if not the best model we had here. My father recruited her himself and if he finds out she’s gone, he’ll kill me. Fuck, Antonio, I have one week left to run this agency before i have to give it to my sister. I’m trying to prove myself before that and see if my father can change his mind. I could lose everything, don’t you get it?"

Antonio was still confused. Over just a model? How important was this girl? And why did Mr. Stolov himself recruit her? Was there a relationship here?

Besides why wasn’t Fernando questioning why Mr. Stolov seemed to put extra effort and care into the woman? He’d even had her recommended and attention put on her specifically.

"Sir, don’t you think there is something off here?"

"What do you mean?" Fernando shot him a look.

"Don’t you think it’s a bit strange that your father seems to care a lot for the Sasha woman? He recommended her himself and was present during her debut. That aside, he’s had you put extra attention on her to make sure she succeeds in becoming an S-list model."

Fernando narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean? Are you trying to say that my father is having an affair with her?"

"I don’t know, sir." Antonio shook his head. "All I’m trying to say is that there is definitely a relationship between them."

The muscle on Fernando’s jaw ticked. "Is that so? Then I just have to find out. And if he truly is having an affair with that bitch, we’ll see how I let my father get away with it. Oh, this is going to be good."

He laughed, but he was cut off abruptly as the door pushed open. A woman stormed in.

She was blonde haired just like him, but rather with blue eyes unlike him who had brown eyes. They looked similar and it wasn’t hard for anyone to tell the two were siblings.

"Graciela." Fernando’s eyes burned with hatred. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"You retard," the woman, Graciela, shot back. She stormed into the office, swathed in a body con dress that showed off every gorgeous curve of her body. She was too beautiful of a woman, Olivia had to force himself to look away, lowering his head to cover the red that had crawled all over his face.

She was Fernando’s younger sister. But unlike him, she was heavily favored and doted on by their father.

Arriving before the table, she picked up the glass of water and poured it on his face. "Sasha, where is she? What did you do to her?"

Fernando’s left eye twitched. "What are you trying to say?"

"What am I trying to say? I know what kind of a disgusting asshole you are and I know you’ve been making things hard for that woman. Now she’s missing? Where is she?"

"How the hell would I know? And who gave you the right to barge in here? This is my company! And my office!"

"Boo fucking hoo! It is not your company anymore. You are lucky I’m giving you the grace of one week to pick yourself out of this place." she spat.

Fernando slammed his hands on the table, fuming. He rounded the table and stepped into her space, glaring down at her with his much higher frame. "You are getting on my nerves, Graciela and it’s not funny. Do you think father is always going to protect you?"

"Protect me?" Graciela smirked at him. "Fernando, I don’t need our father to protect me, alright. You can do nothing. You’re useless and a disgrace to our family and I have never been more happy to see that Viviana didn’t let you have your way. You thought you could mess with a woman like her and get away with it? Now, look at yourself. You are pathetic, brother and this isn’t even the end." She burst into laughter, throwing her head back with pure mockery in her pretty blue eyes.

She stopped a moment later and stepped much closer, brow cocked with a grin on her lips. "Stolique is mine. And nothing can change that now. Go ahead and be angry, that’s all you can do. Oh, don’t forget to clear everything of yours out of this office before the weekend, else I might have to drag you out of here with security, alright?"

She scoffed, turning to leave.

Her eyes landed on Antonio who couldn’t hold eye contact with her. Annoyance curled her face and she rolled her eyes, huffing as she stalked off.

Of course she wasn’t oblivious to the fact the man was head over heels for her.

’Idiot’ she huffed with disdain.

The moment the door slammed shut, Fernando angrily pushed everything off the table. He picked up the glass, smashing it against the wall. "I’m going to kill this bitch!" He gritted his teeth, fuming with rage oozing out of him.

Antonio swallowed heavily with a pounding chest. The dispute between these two siblings had begun from when they were much younger and it only got worse the more the years came.