Chapter 41

Bella

"Mr. Russo?" I called out, taken aback by the unexpected encounter.

Had he not responded to my call, I wouldn't have recognized him at all. His attire was completely different from what I was accustomed to seeing him in. Usually, he would be dressed in a formal suit, exuding a professional air. But now, he wore a plain white t-shirt, black cargo shorts, a jacket, and a cap. It was strange to see him in such casual attire, making him both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

"Well, well, what a surprise," he greeted me with a smile, and I couldn't help but smile back.

"What brings you here? Weren't you on a trip?" I inquired.

"Yeah, I was, but I just returned today," he replied.

"So, your first instinct on returning to the country was to visit a bar? Well, Mr. Russo, I must admit I didn't expect that from you. Not that I'm judging your choice, it just struck me as unus