Mafia Revenge
Chapter 3

LONDON CITY CENTRE

Isabella had an appointment this morning, met with Mr. Carl is a famous designer in England. Isabella met with Mr. Carl attends a fashion show in Turkey and is Isabella's father's best friend.

Isabella is waiting at a cafe on the banks of the River Thames. The clock has shown at 08.48 and looks a tall figure using a brown coat on the doorstep of the cafe.

"Belle have you been waiting a long time?" Mr. Carl approached Belle with wide steps and pulled the chair in front of Belle.

"I just got to Mr. Carl, how are you?" shaking Mr.'s hand. Carl.

"Very good, what about your father? is he still a workaholic?" mr. gaze. Carl's full of probes.

"Of course, there's no change at all." Belle replied reluctantly.

A waiter came to bring a menu book.

"What do you want to order, ladies and gentlemen?" ask the waiter while preparing to write the order.

Mr. Carl glanced at Belle's order that had been presented on the table "I ordered the same as this lady." while handing the menu book to the waiter.

"Okay, sir, please wait a minute." the waiter left Belle's desk.

"Are you ready to be my student?" ask Mr. Carl is serious.

Belle nodded steadily "I'm ready Mr."

"Of Belle call me uncle, I already know you from you still in the womb." Mr. Carl chuckles at Belle's reddened face in embarrassment.

"Well uncle, then when can we start?" belle's face was still flushed and tried to neutralize the look on her face.

Shortly thereafter Mr. Carl landed in front of him. A cup of coffee and two sandwiches

"Tomorrow you can come directly to the company, I won't teach you too much, because you're already proficient enough just need a little change." while sipping coffee gracefully Mr. Carl looked at Belle with difficulty.

Belle nodded and took a sip of coffee and ate a sandwich.

"Uncle, did you call you often?"

"Not really, just a few times asking for our project."

"Project? May I know what that project is?" belle asked curiously because her father would never want to have a fashion project that would remind her of her late mother.

"Sometimes your father will tell you. By the way did you bring the fashion design results you made?" Mr. Carl tried to divert the conversation.

Belle opened her carry bag and took the mini suitcase out of her bag. "Here's uncle, I've tidied everything up in this suitcase." Belle handed the mini suitcase to Mr. Carl.

"Good girl, I'll take her to the company and review your work." Mr. Carl wants to say goodbye after receiving Belle's mini suitcase.

"I have to go back to the office now, don't forget to come tomorrow morning to my office at 9 am, got it?"

While nodding Belle shook Mr.'s hand. Carl "Understand uncle, be careful on the road, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow Belle." Mr. Carl leaves Belle alone at the cafe.

Not long after that Alech walked into the cafe where Belle was.

Wow I didn't expect to see Belle here.

With alarmed steps Alech approached Belle who was looking at the River Thames and a cigarette he smoked.

"Hey, we meet again." Alech ventured to greet Belle.

Belle's eyes rounded in shock at Alech before her "H hi Alech, how are you?" ask Belle nervously.

"Make it right, I'm good." Belle smiled awkwardly.

"I come here every morning for breakfast and look at the River Thames."

"O oh, do you work anywhere near here?" belle asked curiously, recalling the chat that night Alech said that he worked in the Graphic Design section, making 3D for an animated film.

"Yep, my office is in front of this cafe. Then what are you doing here?"

"Ah I see.. I just met my uncle." Belle can't help but feel nervous and smoke cigarettes deeply to reduce nervousness.

"Belle, why don't you return my message?" asked Alech with a complicated face.

"Damn! I'm sorry Alech, I haven't paid attention to my phone this week, because I have something to do, I really don't intend to ignore you." Belle hastily picked up her phone in the bag.

"Don't worry Belle, I'm just asking without meaning anything." Alech laughed at the increasingly nervous Belle.

"Sorry Alech, I'll reply to your message now." Belle showed Alech childlike eyes, which made Alech feel a strange sigh in his heart.

"Your eyes are beautiful." murmured Alech who continued to stare into Belle's eyes without blinking.

"Sorry? I didn't hear it." Belle seemed confused by Alech's remark, actually Belle heard what Alech said but she just wanted to be sure.

"Nothing's." Alech turned his reddened face and looked towards the River Thames.

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Isabella's development to be Mr.'s assistant. Carl is very fast. Belle's been following Mr. for a week. Carl various fashion events.

Mr. Carl sits in his room full of mannequins and a few rolls of fabric, trying to match the colors for the dress he will make for the fashion show next month.

"Bell please choose a suitable color to blend the sleeves of this dress." ordered Mr. Carl turned without looking at Belle who was busy packing her files.

"Uncle is better this night sky blue dress combined with a transparent light blue." Belle looked at the cloth-clad mannequin seriously.

"Amazing Belle! You look a lot like your late mother, smart and full of inspiration." Mr. Carl closed his mouth with a palm for a moment.

Belle just smiled bitterly, she did not know how great her mother's ability in the fashion world, because as long as her mother was alive, Belle was not allowed to enter her mother's workplace. After her mother died, Belle's father quickly packed up all of her mother's belongings.

"Belle, maybe it's time, come and sit down. I'll give you something that means a lot to you, maybe." Mr. Carl opened the safe and brought a thick stack of paper and placed it on the table right in front of Belle.

Belle stared confusedly at the pile of papers before her "Uncle, what is this?"

"Try to open and see, it's the work of your late mother, the design of clothes and dresses are very extraordinary. Your father asked me to keep it until you were completely ready. I'm sure you're ready to go even further."

Belle opened up a piece of paper containing a remarkable picture of her late mother, complete with the date of the month and year. So beautiful and alive.

Mr. Carl looks at Belle and finds a speck of water in the corner of her eye, visibly holding back the cries and longing for her mother.

"Uncle, may..." Belle stuck and could not continue her words.

Mr. Carl understood what Belle was going to say "May, bring it yours." while gently patting Belle's head, Mr. Carl is trying to solve a sad situation.

"Belle, I have a task for you to do, make ten dresses for my company's anniversary in three months, on February 14th." Mr. Carl smiled at Belle.

In the spirit of Belle nods "I will. Can I make a dress that my mom has designed?" ask Belle carefully.

"May, make all the dresses out of your mother's design, that would be the most special surprise for your workaholic father." Mr. Carl chuckles cunningly.

"Well uncle, I will not disappoint everyone I love including my mother." Belle's smile expands, with Belle eagerly leaving Mr.'s room. Carl's headed to his favorite cafe.