Don, I Left as You Wished Chapter 07By Novel7s / May 23, 2026 Don, I Left as You Wished Chapter 07Diana Ricci had never seen Carlo this furious. She nodded frantically, trembling. “I’ll talk… I’ll tell you everything…” He threw her to the ground. Her face turned bright red as she gasped for air. Damiano walked toward her, his expression dark and menacing. “You know what we’re capable of,” Damiano warned. “Play games, and you and your lawyer father are done in this family.” Carlo stood aside, his cigarette butt glowing irregularly in the dark. The white smoke couldn’t mask the agonizing regret clawing at his chest. He still couldn’t believe it. The girl who used to follow him everywhere had left without a single word. He was the one who wanted her gone in the first place. Yet now, overwhelming remorse consumed him. Diana Ricci explained through bloodshot eyes. “I just cared about you guys too much,” she sobbed. “I couldn’t let a trashy girl like Celeste Costa take my place, so I leaked the photos.” “I knew you wanted to scare her. So I paid off those punks to assault her…” Damiano slapped her hard across the face. “You bitch! How dare you do that to Celeste!” It finally clicked for him. He realized why Celeste Costa had looked at them with such utter disappointment. She had known all along that he and Carlo were behind the setup. He never expected the sweet, innocent Diana from his childhood to be capable of such malice. He thought of the vicious rumors and how Celeste had stabbed herself on that floor just to escape. Regret hit him like a physical blow, suffocating and heavy. Then, another harsh realization hit them both. That day in the hotel lounge, Celeste had been standing right outside the door. She heard every single word about Diana’s return. She knew everything far earlier than they ever realized. Carlo collapsed to the floor in agony, violently slapping his own face. “It’s all my fault,” he choked out. “I shouldn’t have come up with that sick plan to torment her. She wouldn’t have left, and none of this would’ve happened…” Seeing Carlo’s breakdown, Damiano was crushed under his own guilt. “I… I fell for her right after we started dating. I was just too stubborn to admit it.” He grabbed his subordinate by the collar. “Where is Celeste?” he demanded. “The study abroad program wasn’t supposed to start for three days. Why is she gone?” Diana Ricci, her cheek swollen and red, suddenly smirked. “Because she completely gave up on you both,” she mocked. “You idiots don’t even know. The program was moved up by a week–she left yesterday morning. Celeste Costa got her immigration visa, and she’s never coming back.” The words hit them like a physical blow. Carlo and Damiano both stumbled, falling hard to their knees. “She’ll never forgive us,” they muttered.
