He Loved Me in Secret, Until I Became Someone He Could Never Have Chapter 09

He Loved Me in Secret, Until I Became Someone He Could Never Have Chapter 09

Vivienne Cole.

Vittoria Bellandi.

The same person. The whole time.

Alessio sat frozen. He’d always assumed I had no family. No safety net.

Growing up, I lived with struggling adoptive parents on the edge of Grayhaven.

Some mornings I couldn’t afford milk at school. My winter coat lasted years.

He used to slip me his milk and act tough when I caught him. “I just don’t like it.”

We went through high school together, then college. I worked harder than anyone.

He asked once, “Why do you push yourself so hard?”

I said, “I want to stop depending on anyone.”

He thought I meant my adoptive parents. He didn’t know the Bellandi Family had already found me

by then.

I just refused to go back.

He pulled up “Vittoria Bellandi” immediately.

The Bellandi Holdings website had minimal information. But one graduation photo was enough. Ponytail. Cap and gown. Eyes curved in a smile.

It was me.

Bellandi Holdings.

Ports. Hotels. Real estate. Logistics.

An asset base far beyond Rinaldi Holdings.

More importantly, Bellandi wasn’t just another wealthy family.

They were one of the oldest Families in Port Aurelia.

He’d always thought I’d be nothing without him. But the name I’d hidden could’ve made the entire

Rinaldi Family rethink every relationship with Moretti and Bellandi.

The news spread through the company fast.

“Vivienne’s a Bellandi?”

“Then why did she live in employee housing for five years?”

“You remember what Alessio used to say about her?”

“That all her results came from Rinaldi.”

“That’s insane.”

The break room buzzed. Then one IT employee spoke up.

“About that email thing. I always thought something was off.”

Everyone turned.

“The guy handling camera maintenance that day was Camilla’s cousin.”

“He got into the company six months ago through De Luca Family connections.”

“And the so-called equipment failure only affected the area around Vivienne’s desk.”

Silence.

Alessio stood in the doorway, hearing every word.

It wasn’t that he’d completely believed I did it. But back then, he’d thought. So what?

Let me take the hit. Blunt my edge a little. Give Camilla a chance.

I’d stay in the end. I was “family.”

Only now did he realize what he’d actually done.

That night, he drove straight to Port Aurelia.

Bellandi Holdings headquarters.

The receptionist smiled politely. “Do you have an appointment?”

“No.”

“Tell Vittoria that Alessio Rinaldi is here.”

Ten minutes later, the receptionist returned with a practiced smile.

“m sorry. Miss Bellandi said… She doesn’t know you.”