Chapter 53 - Just came for inspection…
Della came back home with a frown on her face, once again-
Jeanine had insulted throughout the wedding preparations and she couldn't take it anymore. She was ready to pack her bags and leave. Jeanine told her once that she would make Della's life hell if she didn't leave her son alone. Della cried in the bathroom of the bridal boutique. She didn't want a life like this, she would just rather not. Jeanine kept talking about the influx of immigrants and how they were ruining the United States of America. She wasn't even a US citizen herself. She obviously did it to spite Della amongst her good overweening friends.
"Gloria, these Mexicans are just everywhere.. even in my sons bed." Jeanine had said while Della was in the dressing room.
"Della looks Caucasian.. I never even thought she was one of them." Gloria replied.
"How can you not? Her inadequate English even her speech is diluted but what can we do since that's what Andre wants.. street trash."
Della had even stopped putting on her dress just to listen as they insulted her. It wasn't the first time. She knew Jeanine never liked her but she assumed maybe she would at least give her a chance before judging her.
"Andre doesn't know what he wants.. surely he wants to see how it feels like to be with a poor girl beforehand.." Jeanine added.
"It's easy maintenance darling, if Andre bought her a $20 ring she would even jump for joy.." Gloria laughed with Jeanine.
"She isn't worth spending hundreds of thousands on, I'm actually mad that he gave a budget for half a million for this ridiculous wedding. She doesn't even have class, she told me she wanted to wear her grandmothers hideous dress.." Jeanine crunched her face with disgust. "Worthless."
"It's good you're here to help her, this would be an embarrassing scene for the Levetté's."
Della had kept quiet as she pretended as if she had not heard any of their judgement. She was hurt. As soon as she got home, she immediately started packing her belongings.. this wasn't her place and maybe they were right Andre deserved better. After packing she decided, she wouldn't just leave-
She would leave him a note with an explanation.
She didn't know what to tell him but she knew he deserved an explanation. She was glad she had not yet been intimate with him. There would be no way she was pregnant, there would be no way. She was afraid and a bit ashamed. She did things with Andre and just maybe she wasn't a virgin anymore. It stressed her. Whenever they went too far, she would tell him it's painful; being the wimp that she is.. she always backed out. She was afraid that just because Andre had not entered her fully, it didn't mean he had not already broke her hymen. Andre was always sweet and comforting, he always put her first even though he really needed it and if he was another uncultured male he wouldn't have stopped at her request. In any matter she knew she had to back out before there was a child, before they were in too deep.
"What are you doing?" A deep husky voice startled her making her drop her pen. She looked back only to see Andre's concerned face. Her diamond engagement ring laid on his bed side along with the paper where she been trying to scribble an explanation.
"Andre..." She fell speechless. "This isn't working.."
"What do you mean it's not working?" He questioned, clearly confused with why she had her suitcases packed and her ring removed. "Did I do something wrong?"
She quickly shook her head.
"This just isn't working.."
She knew she was a coward, leaving because her mother in law was being a bitch at her. She knew many women went through it and they endured it for love sake Della didn't feel like she would be able to take the daily insults anymore. She had tried but she couldn't take it anymore maybe they were right.. Andre did deserve so much better.
"What did my mother do again?" He asked softly.
"I'm not worth it Andre. You could do so much better.."
"No, You're worth it and I hate that you don't realize it. I want you and I don't care."
"Stop being stubborn Andre.." She sighed.
"I'm going to marry you Adela and there's no one absolutely no one who will change my mind.." That was the moment he took the engagement ring and slipped it on her finger once again. "I will marry you even if I have to force you to the pulpit.." Della blushed. He hugged her with no intention of letting her go. She hated herself for actually thinking she would stop loving him.
Because even till this day, she had a seven year old child with him and she still loved him. She felt stupid for always trying to convince her heart, soul and body that she could get over Andre.
Andre had been very busy. Unfortunately he couldn't come see Della as much as he wanted to. He had to do an inspection at the New York Container terminal. Their wine company was one of the best and the oldest aiming back to his great great grandfather who bought a farm just outside of Massachusetts. It grew bigger and bigger and now they were the biggest wine makers in the East coast with main offices in New York and the manufacturing factories in Massachusetts closer to the grape farm. They did shipping almost every other day. The company had their own container cargos labeled Levetté, and they would just sign it off for shipping after inspection. He hardly did inspection because the supervisor did but once per month he had to check in everything.
"Mr. Levetté.." the supervisor seemed surprised at his visit. His personal assistant Norah was present as well. Fernando Cardenas was one of the supervisors who checked in all the container cargos before they shipped off. Mrs. Levetté has spoken to him after she made a deal with Garreth about exchanging the wine and putting something else into the container cargos. Initially the containers would be filled with ammunition's and drugs but right on top would be bottles of wine hiding everything.
"Morning Fernando.. just came for inspection." Andre said as one of the workers handed him a yellow safety helmet, handing one to Norah as well.
"Everything is already done sir." Fernando said in his deep hispanic accent.
"I know you all do an amazing job, I just want to check on a few things then I will leave you to it." Andre said as he watched the general workers all around in blue work suites doing manual labor carefully lifting the wooden boxes with wine.
"Ofcourse Mr. Levetté.." He said nervously. Jeanine had been paying him good money to keep everything under wraps Fernando had even managed to build his family a luxurious home in Puerto Rico. He quickly texted Jeanine that Andre was present for inspection. Jeanine was in her office immediately freaking out.. she sent Garreth a message. At which Garreth decided to do something. This was the most expensive shipment they had sent out, it was going all the way to Portugal and he didn't anything to sabotage that. Reason being why Spencer had went there to settle the whole batch.
Andre's phone immediately rang. Garreth didn't know what he would say but surely it would be a good distraction. Unfortunately Norah was holding Andre's personal phone and his car keys. Norah didn't answer, Andre had told her to never answer his personal phone calls so she didn't but she did press the iPhone option where by it sends a message right after a missed call. Informing the caller that the owner will get back to them in a few.
"Twelve bottles on each side.." Fernando said showing Andre the packaging of each wooden box inside the cargo container that would be shipped under the Levetté's name.
"Reasonable.. although we should add less in each box just for safety precautions.." Andre said thoughtfully.
"Ofcourse boss." Fernando noted.
Andre noticed that under one of the bottles there seemed to be a different packaging. He immediately removed the top four wine bottles only to see a black packaging, at this moment Fernando was panicking. Andre ripped the black plastic open only to find another khaki material. He didn't waste time ripping it open only to have white particles splash all over his black Armani suit. The substance was so strong it made Fernando and Andre cough.
"What is the meaning of this Fernando?" Andre hissed not wanting anyone else to hear them as he dusted off his suit.
"I'm just doing my job, this is what Mrs. Levetté requested of me. Please don't fire me I really need this job Mr. Levetté.." Fernando pleaded. Andre shook his head.
When will you learn Jeanine? When will you stop being so conniving. Andre thought, just a few days ago, she was apologizing to Della and him but all this time this is what she had been doing. Andre was angry with his mother, he was sick of her and he had, had it up to above his neck with her. She was never remorseful for anything, she only thought about herself. Whatever reasons that she had, Andre knew that she didn't even think about the fact that he would go to jail and his father company would crumble. This was one of the things that Benjamin Levetté was most proud of in his life. Jeanine just wanted to ruin all that hard work that every Levetté had worked for. Did his father even know anything about this?
"It's not your fault, Fernando." Andre sighed. "Just leave a sample packaging so I can have it run past the lab."
He knew the shipping had to go because that would raise questions if it was stopped and didn't arrive.
"Cover everything up." Andre said, he suddenly had a throbbing headache but he would ignore it. Even if he had to call the cops, this everything here, only pointed back to the Levetté and there was absolutely no way they could justify themselves because his own mother had been the one dealing with the shipments.
"Norah!" Andre called.
"Yes.." She answered.
"My phone.." Andre asked and Norah immediately handed it to him. Andre snapped a few images of the scene before Fernando covered everything up putting back the wine bottles on top.
He immediately texted her mother the images. Jeanine almost had a heart attack when she opened the image. The only thought she had was that video that Garreth was holding over her head. It was as if this was all karma coming back to bite her ass for every single evil deed.
Ten minutes had not even passed when she received a heartbreaking text that made her question every life decision that she has ever made. Her life was ruined, this was what she didn't want in the first place but here it was happening.
'I want a divorce.' - Benjamin Levetté
And another one.
'Jeanine, you have really done it this time.' - Andre Levetté
And another one.
'Mama, can you bail me out? Andre and dad won't return my calls. Don't text back this is one of the officers phone. Thanks in advance, freaking life saver you're. The address is right below.' - Luc Levetté
And lastly.
'This shipment is $7,3 Million on its own and you're about to cost me that much. If it doesn't get to Portugal, enjoy being featured on pornhub.' - Garreth McCarthy.