Jessie was taken aback, tears streaming even more violently. She choked out, "I'm sorry!"
Sorry, even though she knew that Alessia had nothing to do with Nolan's death, she couldn't help but feel uneasy whenever she saw Alessia.
Sorry, despite knowing how good Alessia was, she still couldn't help but be selfish.
Alessia looked at Jessie, who was crying uncontrollably, and spoke again with indifference. "You don't have to apologize. In fact, we can't even be considered ordinary friends. I won't intervene in the affairs of the Ramirez Group in the future. I'll send someone to hand over to you. When the time is right, if you want to buy back the shares, I have no objections."
The acquisition of Ramirez's shares was entrusted to Hannah Das. When the time came, Hannah would handle these matters as well.
After saying this, Alessia pushed away the coffee cup in front of her and got up to leave.
Jessie wiped away her tears, got up, and couldn't help but follow.
She stood in the bustling street, watching Alessia's figure walk away, opened her mouth, and finally shouted.
"Sia, thank you for not taking away the Ramirez Group. And, please be careful of Ava."
Her voice faded with the wind, and she saw Alessia's figure pause for a moment. She should have heard it.
Jessie sniffed, realizing that someone like Alessia, who could acquire Ramirez's shares in a short time, was definitely more than just a designer. There must be other, unknown identities behind her.
She had made her position clear to Alessia. If Ava insisted on causing trouble, it had nothing to do with the Ramirez.
Jessie smiled bitterly. She was very clear that after this banquet and her brother's death, the Ramirez had no hope of returning to the top families of Toronto.
She hoped that her parents could recognize the facts and learn to live a good life through this lesson.
Although she couldn't recreate the former glory of the Ramirez Group, she could ensure that the Ramirez wouldn't disappear from Toronto.
Jessie stood still for a long time before putting on her sunglasses again and walking in the opposite direction from where Alessia had just left.
Toronto, Detention Center.
Sisca stared at the gate tightly, still thinking about what Nolan had said to her when he left yesterday.
Nolan said he would find her the best lawyer.
She promised to wait for him to come out and become his girlfriend.
But why hadn't he come yet, as he promised...
"I want to see Nolan Ramirez. Has he come? Can you help me make a call to Nolan Ramirez?"
Finally, Sisca saw the prison guard who had taken her to meet Nolan yesterday.
The guard turned back, looked at Sisca, who was trying hard to grasp a lifeline, his lips moved, and finally couldn't bear it and spoke, "Don't wait. He won't come."
"Why? Why won't he come?" Sisca asked persistently, could it be that Nolan had changed his mind?
This thought just occurred to her, and the prison guard's voice sounded again, "Last night, Nolan attempted murder and died in an accident."
"What? He's dead!" Sisca couldn't believe it and sat down on the ground, her last glimmer of hope extinguished in an instant.
The guard shook his head and advised, "Rely on yourself rather than others. Your case is considered attempted kidnapping, which is relatively light. It carries a sentence of more than five years and less than ten years in prison. If you perform well in prison, you can still reduce your sentence. Your life can start anew."
Can it really start anew?
Sisca looked up, her eyes full of confusion and helplessness.
The brilliant life of a major star was ruined by jealousy and a momentary mistake.
....
Carter Family.
Clara sighed when she talked about Sisca, "Although I don't like Sisca, I still think she's too pitiful. If Alessia doesn't come back, she won't have any problems at all."
Tiffany listened on the side, occasionally asking one or two appropriate questions. She took the initiative and removed herself perfectly, not probing further. No one would know that she was the one who first brought up this topic.
Bianca walked in from outside and spoke up protectively, "Auntie, what do you mean by that? If my sister-in-law doesn't come back, do you mean we won't care about my nephew and niece? Clearly, it was Sisca who kept picking on things. Why should the blame be pushed onto my sister-in-law?"
Clara felt embarrassed, knowing that her words were inappropriate, but knowing something and allowing younger generations to challenge her authority were two different things.
She glanced at the woman beside her, who was holding a book and reading it like a noblewoman detached from worldly affairs, and spoke, "Bianca, what kind of language is that? I'm your aunt. Even in front of your mother, you should still be polite."
Bianca's gaze also fell on the noblewoman, and she hesitated to speak.
She didn't want to come out for dinner. It was only because she heard that her mother was having dinner in the main house that she came out.
"Mom!" Bianca stood up straight and called out cautiously.
Brenda didn't look at Bianca, nor did she even move her gaze from the book. She said sternly, "Is this how I taught you normally?"
Bianca's lips moved, feeling wronged, but in the end, she lowered her eyelashes and apologized, "Mom, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."
"Sit down!" Brenda said coldly.
Only then did Bianca sit properly on the sofa next to her.
Clara looked at Bianca's defeated appearance and showed a triumphant expression. She knew that besides Dominic, only Brenda could control Bianca.
Her sister-in-law was really strange. Since her brother was kicked out of the house twenty years ago for fooling around outside, she had locked herself in the courtyard.
She didn't care about her two children either.
She had been a widow for twenty years, and she didn't know what she was up to.
She held a book all day long, probably reading herself stupid.
Tiffany approached Brenda and interceded, "Auntie, Bianca is still young."
Brenda frowned, disagreeing, "She's still young? You were already abroad when you were this young."
Tiffany smiled and said, "Bianca is different from me. She likes fashion design, and she's already very talented in her own field!"
Upon hearing this, Brenda glanced deeply at Bianca and said nothing more.
Tiffany gave Bianca a comforting look.
Bianca, with a pale face, smiled gratefully at Tiffany.
When it was time for dinner, Tiffany brought up another matter.
"Grandma, Auntie, I came here today not only to visit Auntie Brenda, but actually there is another matter."
Everyone listened attentively as their gazes fell on Tiffany.
Seeing everyone looking at her, Tiffany couldn't help but smile, "You all seem to be nervous because of me. It's not a big deal. My mother wants me to ask about my brother's marriage with Bianca."
Bianca's expression froze, and the gaze of Grandma Carter and Dominic fell on her.
Only Brenda naturally spoke up, "Jonathan and Bianca's marriage has been arranged since childhood. Now that Jonathan is almost thirty and Bianca has graduated, it's time to proceed with the marriage."
"My mother also has the same idea. Since both of our families have never brought up this matter, she just wanted me to ask first. If you don't have any objections here, we can arrange for Bianca to meet my brother more and get to know each other. Then we can discuss the future."
Tiffany spoke politely and positively.
Seeing that the relationship between Bianca and Alessia was getting better and better, she naturally wanted to match her brother with Bianca and pull her into her camp.
Moreover, the engagement between her brother and Bianca had been arranged since childhood.
Now that her brother was of marriageable age and had no suitable partner, yesterday she heard her mother mention it and thought of this matter.
Her mother also wanted to establish a relationship with the Carter family, so she naturally took on this task.
"Mom!" Bianca's head lifted as soon as she heard this.
Brenda looked over lightly. "What? Do you have a boyfriend?"
Bianca choked and shook her head.
"Then get to know each other well." Brenda finalized it, putting down her spoon. "Alright, I'm full. You all eat."
"I'm full too. I'll see you off, Auntie." Tiffany also got up.
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