LOGINAt the afterparty, my daughter, Mia Volpe, suffers from a sudden asthma attack. She collapses to the carpeted floor and goes through a seizure on the spot. But my Capo husband, Lorenzo Volpe, wraps an arm around his secretary, Sophia Bianchi, while watching Mia suffer before his eyes. Sophia had once shown him a forged paternity test of Mia and him. As such, he firmly believes that Mia is the bastard child of me and a Soldato. When Mia tries to reach out for Lorenzo, her complexion already bluish-purple from suffocation, he merely averts his gaze with a disgusted look on his face. "Daddy… S-Save… me…" I look everywhere for Mia's inhaler like a madwoman, only to realize that it's already empty. Sophia covers her mouth while tittering softly. "Dear me, Mia sure has an affinity for acting! Elena, I can't believe you and your daughter are willing to go to such lengths just to get Lorenzo to pay attention to you! "Since Mia likes acting that much, she might as well make the performance perfect." She lifts a high-heeled foot before crushing Mia's fingers, which were attempting to curl around Lorenzo's pant leg. Poor Mia was in so much pain, yet she couldn't let out a single sound. All she could do was scream silently into the void with her mouth wide open. I kneeled on the floor, my forehead already bleeding from smashing it against the floor repeatedly. "Lorenzo Volpe, Mia is your flesh and blood! Please, I'm begging you! Give me some medicine or call a doctor!" But Lorenzo just looks at me coldly, as though he's looking at trash. "A bastard like her is better off dead. Elena Corleone, stop using such underhanded methods to spoil everyone's mood." At that moment, what little love I still harbor for this man completely dissipates as I feel Mia's heartbeat gradually weaken. I no longer beg him for help. With trembling hands, I press the button on the emergency transmitter that I've sworn I'd never touch. That transmitter is the direct line to the highest authority in Smeraldia—my father, Don Vito Corleone.
View MoreI looked coldly at the man behind the gate."Do you hear that, Lorenzo?" I said coldly. "The doctors say Mia suffered from severe dissociative amnesia after the suffocation and terror she endured that night. To protect herself, her brain triggered a survival mechanism and wiped every single memory related to her papa." "In her world, the papa who once loved her is dead," I continued, snuffing out his last shred of hope. "To her, you're nothing more than a stranger who once tried to kill her."The words hit Lorenzo with more lethality than any bullet. His legs gave out, and he collapsed into the mud.He stared at his daughter, who couldn't even bring herself to look in his direction, and finally realized the true magnitude of what he had lost.Some sins couldn't be washed away by a few days of kneeling or a handful of tears.Even though he was still alive, he was already dead in her heart.He buried his hands in his matted hair and let out a gut-wrenching wail of despair. There
The recording cut out with a sharp click.A graveyard silence fell over the interrogation room. Lorenzo sat frozen. The "true love" he had cherished above all else had played him for a fool and tried to bleed him dry, while the "bastard" he had cast aside was his only flesh and blood in the world."I… I…" His mouth opened, but the words stuck in his throat, replaced by a jagged wheeze. "Was I… was I really that much of a goddamn fool?"He buried his face in his hands and let out a soul-piercing wail. There had been no physical torture, but the truth was tearing his heart apart, piece by agonizing piece."I don't believe it. Mia is my daughter? What have I done? I almost killed my own daughter! Elena, this isn't real! You're lying to me, aren't you?"He went into a frenzy, slamming his head against the table until blood streamed down his forehead."It's real," I said, standing up and looking down at him as if at a pathetic creature. "For the sake of a woman who played you like a f
"You thought you were indispensable?" I scoffed. "No. Right now, you're nothing but a penniless piece of trash.""This… This is a lie! It has to be!"Lorenzo let out a guttural, animalistic roar, throwing his weight against the iron bars. With one casual stroke, I had shredded his final ace in the hole. For a man obsessed with control, this sudden stripping of power was more agonizing than any physical torture."Save your breath," I said, cutting him off. I looked at the man I had once loved with cold indifference. "We've finished liquidating your business assets. Now, it's time to settle the family debt.""You? Settle a debt with me?"Lorenzo was shackled to a reinforced chair. He looked wretched, but the arrogance of a Capo still clung to him."Elena, you've got it backward. I'm the one who provided for you all these years. And now you have the nerve to talk to me about debts?"He glared at me, his lips twisting into a cold sneer. "You're only acting tough because your papa's
"Which one of you made my daughter crawl?" Papa asked, his voice dangerously calm.No one dared answer.I slumped against a medical crate, my eyes fixed on the team performing CPR on Mia. My tears had run dry. I raised a trembling finger and pointed at Sophia, who was huddled in the corner."Her."I lifted my bloodied palms for him to see. "And that ice bucket. She made me fish for the keys in the ice-cold bucket."Papa followed my gaze to the bucket. One look at the ice and liquor was enough for him to understand exactly what had happened."Good," he said.With a flick of his wrist, two Soldati stepped forward. They smashed several crystal decanters, scattering jagged shards across the carpet, then dragged Sophia out of the corner like a stray dog."No! Please don't do this! Lorenzo told me to do it! I'm innocent!" Sophia shrieked, her once-perfect makeup now a smeared mess, making her look utterly pathetic.Papa didn't even spare her a glance as he issued a cold command. "






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