Deep love: insatiable lover

Gerardo didn’t even look at him and just walked away.

The receptionist waited until the group had left before she dared to straighten up and hurried back to her post, picking up the phone and calling Juan.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

-Mr. Juan, Mr. Gerardo has brought someone to the office and is now in the lift on his way up. You’d better be ready.

Gerardo?

How can you be here right now?

Juan walked on, got up, fixed his clothes and went out. He had just reached the lift when he saw the doors open and Gerard came out of them on crutches.

He hurried a few steps forward and bowed respectfully.

-Mr. Gerardo.

Only when he saw that it was Juan did Gerardo finally deign to speak:

-Juan, is Orlando there?

-Mr. Orlando is out.

-Where is he at this hour if he is not in the office?

Gerardo asked with a disgusted look on his face.

-I really don’t know, Mr Orlando didn’t tell me.

-You’re Orlando’s secretary and you don’t even know where he’s gone? What kind of secretary are you?

Gerardo asked coldly, disgust written in his eyes.

-I’m very sorry, I asked, but Mr. Orlando didn’t tell me.

-Hmm.

Gerard growled coldly and stopped talking to Juan, heading straight for the president’s office.

John did not dare to say anything and followed him respectfully.

-Bring me the latest financial statements of the company and all the big projects, I want to see them for myself.

Gerardo ordered.

John looked embarrassed and said:

-I’m sorry, Mr. Gerardo, but I can’t show you these things without Mr. Orlando’s permission.

-What? I’m here to inspect my own company and I need Orlando’s permission?

Gerardo was so angry that he wanted to bang on the table.

He didn’t think he would have to look at his grandson’s face when he arrived at his own company.

-Hmm. Do you really think you’re in charge here because you’ve taken over the company? Juan, go find the CFO right now.

-Mr. Gerardo…

John stood firm on his principles, although he was intimidated by the respectful way she treated him.

This infuriated Gerardo.

He grimaced and grabbed the object in front of him and slammed it into Juan without looking at him.

-What, I don’t care what you say, Juan, is that what you mean?

-I wouldn’t presume to think so, it’s just that Mr Orlando explained it before he left. No one but him has the right to see the financial statements, and there is nothing he can do about it. If not, find a way to get in touch with Mr. Orlando and if he agrees I will bring it to you.

-Outrageous, outrageous.

Gerard leaned back in his chair and rubbed his chest as he cursed angrily.

He felt a little short of oxygen, his chest was obstructed by a puff of air that would neither rise nor fall, making him feel a tremendous discomfort.

-Sir, sir, sir, are you all right?

Jaime saw him and rushed to comfort him.

Gerard took a while to catch his breath, his face becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

-Jaime, take someone to the finance department and get me the manager. Also, inform the rest of the company’s executives to come to the conference room immediately, I want a meeting.

-All right.

Jaime nodded and turned to lead the men.

John was one man and, of course, could not stop the bodyguard, so he had to follow him and watch the CFO being taken to his office.

Before entering, the CFO shot a veiled glance at John as he quietly shook his head.

The other man gave a look of relief, calmed down a little and came striding into the office.

-Give me a report on the latest financial situation of the company, in detail!

-Yes, all right.

The director of the finance department did not dare to disobey, so he began his report with trepidation.

When he finished his report, Gerardo’s face was still as ugly as ever.

Soon Jaime returned with his bodyguard.

-Sir, we have not found the statement from the finance department either.

Gerardo slammed the desk with such force and a thud that the CFO immediately stood up and sweat began to form on his forehead.

-What do you mean, the statements are all over the place?

I did not expect Orlando to do something so desperate, simply hiding the statements immediately to prevent others from reading them.

Not even the CFO knew about it.

So no matter how much Gerardo asked, the other side could not answer.

-Bastard! -Bastard!

Gerard was furious and pounded the table repeatedly, his face pale with rage.

-Sir, you mustn’t get excited, be careful with your health.

Jaime was quick to calm him down, telling Gerardo not to be too impulsive.

-This bastard. Keep calling him for me until he answers the phone. Also, send someone to look for him immediately, and make sure you find this bastard.

Gerardo ordered angrily.

Soon the company executives arrived and Gerardo relaxed a little and took Jaime with him to the meeting.

After hearing everyone’s contradictory reports, Gerardo realised that Orlando had lied to him all along and that the company was in worse shape than he thought. Grupo Moya would not have been able to hold on if things had continued as they were.

Gerardo was so angry that he couldn’t catch his breath and collapsed in full view of everyone.

-Sir!

Jaime rushed to support him and gave him medicine and water. Seeing no improvement, he immediately had a car prepared and drove to the hospital.

-Gerardo is in hospital again?

Dylan raised an eyebrow, fiddling with the pen in his hand.

-He allegedly made a trip to the office and then suddenly collapsed in the middle of a talk in the conference room. He has now been taken to hospital for emergency resuscitation.

Dylan scoffed.

-Let the best doctors come, now is not the time to let him die lightly.

-All right.

Mateo turned to leave.

Dylan muttered to himself.

-Not yet, how can you go to your death before you see what you have worked so hard for vanish in your hands.

Gerard, who was in resuscitation, gave a loud gasp, as if he sensed something.

Hospital.

Vanessa did not expect to see Gerard in the resuscitation room, looking much older and haggard than before.

When he had left the Moya family, Gerardo was safe and sound, with an aura not befitting an old man of his age.

But now…

Vanessa sighed in frustration as she looked at the crowd rushing past.

In any case, what was in front of her had nothing to do with her.

I didn’t hate Gerardo, but I couldn’t have feelings for him anymore either.

Vanessa tugged at the corners of her lips and turned to walk away.

Enrique was still waiting for her.