America's King of Poetry

Chapter 55 Queen

Dorothy made do with the evening at Arthur's.

Arthur cleaned up the small room that had been used as a storage room, which had been Arthur's study for a long time.The folded wire bed was covered with dust, and the room had a musty smell.Since his mother passed away and lived alone, Arthur seldom used this room except for placing some waste and idle items.

Early the next morning, Arthur made breakfast for Gina and Dorothy, and Gina was still a little shy at the dinner table.It was the first time she met Arthur's relatives, and she was not yet 18 years old, and she didn't know how to get along with a mature and generous woman like Dorothy, especially since she was Arthur's sister.

Dorothy asked Gina some questions, and Gina glanced at Arthur with her big eyes from time to time, and Arthur always said, "It's about you, not me." After breakfast, Arthur let Gina take the subway to go to school by herself. He had other plans for the day.Seeing Gina leave, Dorothy asked, "Is she still in high school? Have you thought about your future?"

Arthur shook his head and said, "I don't like to think so much, let's think more about the things in front of me."

Dorothy communicated her plan to Arthur as she ate the bread.

Both parents had died, and the decline of the Luciano family was inevitable.Now that the power of the family has been taken by Montolo, Dorothy just wants to get back what belongs to her and start a new life in New York.She plans to take back her Nassau County mansion, Luciano's Restaurant in Little Italy, and two properties.There are also other assets of Tony, if they are involved with the family, they will be separated and owned by the family.She only wanted to take the part that belonged to her privately. With Tony's leadership position in the family and the strength of his money-raising over the years, it should be a rich inheritance.

As for Arthur, he doesn't need to continue to be a helper. He can help Dorothy run Luciano's restaurant. Dorothy is going to share a part of his shares to ensure that Arthur has no worries about food and clothing.In the future, Arthur can choose to marry Gina, or be with other women, marry and have children, and continue the blood of the Luciano family.Who made Luthor have only one son, Arthur, but Tony had no son?

Dorothy's suggestion is actually good. Mafia gangs are essentially the same as big family businesses and companies.Relying on kinship in the early days, it created a world in the primitive market.As the capital market becomes more and more developed and the business grows bigger and bigger, the founding family's right to speak and control in the company gradually decreases.In the end, financial capital and professional managers will completely control the company group, and they will be completely excluded from the decision-making and management levels. The founder's family will only take a part of the shares to ensure that they can live comfortably and live well.

Many giant consortiums and families in the United States are all like this under the impact of the modern financial market, and the withered Luciano family is no exception.Of course, Dorothy didn't know that her younger brother had already secretly controlled the family, and Montolo was just an unsafe puppet.

Arthur didn't listen to Dorothy's plan, his mind was on the 6 of hearts in the safe.He is 80.00% sure that Dorothy will be the owner of the 6 of Hearts.It's just that the 6 of hearts is one size bigger than Abramo's 5 of clubs, and Arthur was worried whether he could bear Dorothy's poetry reading.

"Arthur? Let's go to Nassau later? I haven't been back for a long time."

"No problem, I'll take time off from the shop...Schmidt's been nice to me."

Arthur agreed, and it occurred to him that there might be a place where Dorothy could read the verses from the playing cards.So, the two cleaned up, Arthur opened the safe, took out the 6 of Hearts from it, went downstairs and rode a motorcycle, and drove Dorothy to the Luciano Villa in Nassau County.

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On the Long Island Expressway, Arthur's motorcycle speeds.

Once out of Manhattan and Brooklyn, he can ride the wind unimpeded.

Before coming to this time and space, Arthur really wanted to own a motorcycle.It's just that domestic control of motorcycles has always been very strict, and they have become toys for the rich.Motorcycle driving in the United States is more free. Abramovich has been persuading Arthur to buy a car. Owning a car in the United States is too common.Arthur is unwilling, he still likes to ride his beloved big motorcycle and gallop on the road.

The 1990 Indian Scout under his crotch is the most valuable tangible asset he owns—the Panasonic TV ranked second.

Off the highway, past Oyster Bay, Arthur's motorcycle passed the river beach where Tony was buried.There are already people sitting there fishing in the early morning sun, and they will never know that there is a dead body buried under their seats.But who ever knew if he had stepped on a corpse, and where he would be buried and trampled on in the future.

Leaving Oyster Bay, along the lush and lush country avenues, and arriving at the destination, Arthur parked the car in front of the pink villa.

Dorothy got out of the car, took off her helmet, looked up at the quiet villa, and heard a few crisp bird calls.The environment here is as beautiful and pleasant as ever. Dorothy has spent nearly 10 years here. There are many good memories for her and some nightmares that she can hardly look back on.If it had not been inferred from the constant news coming from the family that her father Tony had died, Dorothy would not have wanted to return here under any circumstances.

After parking the car at the gate, Arthur took out the key to open the gate, and the two entered the courtyard.After Tony's death, the villa was left unused and listed for sale by a real estate agency.There are many rich people in New York, and there is no shortage of buyers for such villas. However, most buyers are discouraged from this beautiful big house after knowing the owner's background and disappearance.

The cobblestones were covered in dust and leaves, and the swimming pool had been drained and was filthy from several rains.The pink flowers on the Sizhao flower tree were all withered, and the entire villa and yard showed signs of dilapidation.It's only been a month, and the delicacy and prosperity will fade away quickly with the passing of time.

Dorothy walked round the yard, and everything was still familiar.The swing set by the pool was gone, replaced by benches and umbrellas.The rosebushes that twined around the wall had long since withered, leaving only thorny vines.The pink exterior wall of the villa has not been cleaned for a month, and there are many traces.Dorothy stepped up the steps and walked to the door of the villa. Arthur followed and opened the door.I looked upstairs and downstairs, and opened the curtains to let the sunlight in. Dorothy stood on the top floor and looked into the distance. The sun shone on her face, and she felt extremely comfortable and happy.

Arthur did not go upstairs, but opened the secret door of the cellar on the first floor, and shouted upstairs: "Dorothy! Dorothy!"

Dorothy, who heard Arthur's voice, went downstairs and saw Arthur standing by the secret door. She stopped in her tracks and asked intently, "Arthur?"

Arthur said: "I found a secret door here. I remember going in when I was a child. It can lead to the vineyard."

Dorothy said, "Oh...is that so? I...I never knew...I'm upstairs and the sun is shining brightly upstairs..."

"Dorothy, let's go down and see, maybe we can get to the vineyard."

"No...I'm not interested, I'm not interested, I'm going upstairs."

Dorothy turned around and was about to leave, but Arthur strode forward and grabbed Dorothy's arm, dragging him down.Dorothy was startled by this sudden turn of events, and she screamed, "Arthur! What are you doing Arthur! Let me go, let me go Arthur!"

But Arthur was no longer the thin Arthur when he was a child. He was as strong as a calf, and he easily dragged Dorothy down the stairs.He seized Dorothy's arms with both hands, and dragged him to the door of the secret door, which stood open, and the dark passage gaped like a monster's mouth.Dorothy backed away subconsciously and resisted desperately. She didn't know what happened to Arthur and what he wanted to do.But she was frightened at the sight of the dark passage, frightened of what she had seen in the cellar.

"Let go... Let go of me, Arthur!" Dorothy's throat began to growl like a mother animal, but it still couldn't shake Arthur's strong will and stronger body.He pushed Dorothy down the cellar, and there was an old musty and damp smell.If Arthur's terrifying memory of the cellar is the stag's head, Dorothy's cellar shadow comes from his father and his father's unspeakable secret.

"Please, let me go, let me go Arthur." After the struggle failed, Dorothy began to beg Arthur.The two had passed the corner and came to the door of the room.The door was unlocked, and Arthur kicked it open, at which point he released Dorothy, pushed her into the room, and turned on the light.

The pink room came into Dorothy's eyes, and the memories that suffocated her came back to her heart, and tears filled her eyes.She hugged her arms tightly, her body was shaking, she clenched her teeth tightly, trying not to let that terrible feeling occupy her body.That feeling, the secret she discovered that night, in this pink room, almost ruined her life.Her imagination of relatives, father, love, life, and childhood memories all collapsed because of the revelation of a secret.

Lucky people use childhood to heal their lives, and unfortunate people use their lives to heal their childhood. Dorothy is a person who suddenly becomes unlucky from luck. If possible, she would rather not discover her father's secret.This pink room, she originally thought that after regaining it, she would destroy it, completely destroy it.She closed her eyes tightly, resisting the invasion of memory, but it was useless, those images were hard to erase, they had been deeply engraved in her mind, driving her crazy from time to time, so much so that she lost two children through miscarriage.

"Dorothy, look at me, open your eyes and look at me, Dorothy."

A voice echoed in my ears, dispelling those lingering memories.It was Arthur's voice.

Dorothy slowly opened her tearful eyes, and besides Arthur's face, there was another playing card in front of her eyes—a playing card with the back facing her, with golden words flashing on it.

"Dorothy, can you read the words on the cards?"

"Can you see? Read it to me, Dorothy, and everything will be all right."

Arthur's voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect. Dorothy moved her lips and read:

"I was chased by you in the dark, and you asked me to lie down..."

(End of this chapter)