Anamika- The broken beauty

Chapter 11- Back to Italy.

Authors pov

Anamika was sitting at her office in Italy. She landed in Italy 3 days ago and resumed her work from

there. Right now Mr. Scott was sitting in front of her, giving her all the files regarding the investment.

She took the files from him and started reading each and every file carefully.

'How can an investment go wrong like this'

She always checks everything before investing..

'It's impossible that anything can go wrong. something is fishy, but what is it?...'

She mumbled...

After checking files about the firms internal information she understood where things are going wrong.

It was inappropriate to check their internal information without their consent but she doesn't give a fuck.

She lost her money because of their mistakes and she will get it back even if she has to use illegal

methods and it worked. She now knew it was the firms fault and not the market conditions and now she

will get her money back by hook or crook.

"Excellent Mr. Scott, thanks..."

She said, and gave an appreciating look to him.

"It's my job Miss. Sahay... Please don't thank me..."

He said smiling and she nodded at him.

Mr. Scott is a 36 year man and one of Anamika's trusted man. When he needed money for his wife's

surgery and he was financially weak no one helped him. No friends and no relatives came forward.

Anamika came to know about it and helped him in his wife's treatment and he was very grateful for

that. When his own people turned their back on him this woman helped him, his boss.

He admired her, the way she handles things and made her own empire without any godfather and

anyone's help, he was impressed. He always wanted a daughter like her smart, kind and brave and he

decided that no matter what he will remain loyal to her and will help her to build her empire and protect

her and he did. He knows how corporate world works and how they have to deal with it. He finds out

each and every information about her enemies and helps her to destroy them.

" So when are we leaving...?"

She placed the files back on the table and leaned back in her chair...

"In one hour..."

He replied, fixing his glasses...

"Okay... you may leave now Mr. Scott... thank you"

He nodded and left... Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

MEANWHILE...

Massimo was getting ready for the meeting, he wore his black suit with a black tie and Rolex watch. It

was fitting him perfectly, showing his build muscles.

He didn't prepare anything like Anamika , no files or information which will tell him what happened and

he doesn't give a fuck about it. He only wants his refund and he will get it, even if he have to kill them. It

doesn't matter if it's because of market conditions or whatever is the reason behind it.

His mood was already sour because of Anamika, he was trying his best to find her but she was

nowhere to be found and it was hurting his ego. What kind of mafia will he be if he can't find one

woman. He was boiling in anger everyday and this loss of money added fuel to it.

He left his room looking like a Greek god, a dominating aura surrounding him with his serious no

nonsense face. He was walking like a king, like he owns the whole fucking world.

Nick was with him too, he saw his angry face and chuckled to himself, saying..

"No one can save them from him... fuckers chose the bad time"

He took his range rover and his bodyguards followed him in other cars while Nick was the one who was

driving his car.

Massimo was looking out of the window and thinking about his kitten.

Only if he knew that, he doesn't have to find her anymore, she is coming to him, herself.

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Anamika wore her black business suit, her suit was fitting her perfectly and hiding her beautiful tattoos

beneath it. She wore her black heels and kept her makeup natural. She tied her long hair in a high

ponytail. She looked like a classy and powerful lady.

Anamika left her office with an expressionless face, no one can find out what's going on in her mind.

Mr. Scott was following her behind and Mr. Brown and Mr. Harding already were waiting in the car. Mr.

Brown opened the door for her and she got in quickly to reach to the meeting on time.

Only if she knew, that she will face the person she never wanted to face.