The Unplanned Planned Meeting!

The door slammed on Eduardo's face. He stood there, not knowing what to do next. It's not like he could force himself in, just to take his belongings.

Mario patted his shoulder from behind.

"Don't worry, Eddy. I'll give you Viktor's room. It's close to mine and clean"

"Ah! Okay. Thank you, Mario" he said. They both walked downstairs together, and Eduardo froze upon seeing Marcello's father smoking in the living room.

He locked eyes with Eduardo before bursting into laughter.

"Seems like my daughter-in-law won't lose to a slave. I picked the right person" he said.

Eduardo clenched his fist and walked towards the floor where his new room was supposed to be. Marcello's father's laugh still echoed in the living room.

He thought he wouldn't be called those names ever again, but no, it's almost as if he went back to square one.

Slave.

Trash.

Disgusting.