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A month later, news arrived from New Borough.Damian’s uncle had been stripped of all his power for betraying the family.Vivian was also turned over to the authorities for investigation on charges of intentional assault and involvement in the illegal transfer of funds.Before she was taken away, she tried to contact me. I did not answer. Later, Marco told me that she had confessed to everything during the investigation.At first, all she had wanted was to become the Luccese family’s true Donna. She thought that if she kept driving wedges between Damian and me, he would eventually grow tired of me.Eventually, she realized that even though Damian indulged her, he had never intended to divorce me.Therefore, she began following Damian’s uncle’s orders, using her position as an Consigliere to gain access to the family’s secrets.After hearing all this, I simply gave a quiet, indifferent reply, “I see.”After I hung up, my father knocked on the study door. “Elena, are you ready?”
Damian never left Socotra. He checked into a hotel in town. Every day, he had flowers, maternity supplies, and handwritten letters delivered to me.I refused to accept any of them. Eventually, he stopped sending gifts and simply had Marco check in with my lawyer periodically to ask about the baby.Then, half a month later, a Moretti family cargo ship was attacked.The news broke while I was attending a family council meeting. My father’s face darkened. “It was the Luccese family.”The room fell silent. Every eye turned toward me.Someone murmured under their breath, “Looks like Damian still hasn’t accepted it.”“Ms. Moretti only just asked for a divorce, and now the Luccese family is retaliating.”I said nothing.It was not until Marco’s call came through. “Donna, something’s happened to Don Luccese.”My heart tightened. “What happened?”“He discovered that his uncle had been secretly working with a rival family, planning to use the attack on the Moretti cargo ship to provoke
Elena's POV:Three days later, I was reviewing the family’s accounts in my study when my father suddenly handed me an invitation. “The Don of the Luccese family has requested permission to attend next week’s Socotran Mafia Summit.”My hand paused slightly as I turned a page. “What does he want?”“He says he has something important to discuss with you in person.”My father snorted, “If you don’t want to see him, I’ll have them turn him away right now.”I pondered for a moment. “Let him come.”My father looked a little surprised as I closed the file in front of me.“Dad, I’m no longer the woman who hides away in the estate, waiting for her husband to come home. If he has business to discuss, then we’ll handle it according to family protocol.”…On the day of the summit, Damian arrived right on time. He had lost a considerable amount of weight in just a few days. His usually well-kept hair fell out of place, while the shadows beneath his eyes made him look utterly worn down.
Five years ago, when Damian had first taken over as the Don, the Luccese family had been beset by enemies both within and without.It was Elena who had persuaded her father to let Damian use the Moretti family’s shipping routes.That support had been instrumental in helping him secure his position as don of the Luccese family in New Borough.Over the years, he had grown so accustomed to the convenience those routes provided that he had forgotten one crucial fact—They had never belonged to the Luccese family in the first place.“She’s willing to put the interests of an entire family at stake just to spite me?”The moment the words left his mouth, Marco lowered his head. “Don Luccese, the Moretti family’s announcement stated that the partnership was ending because the marriage alliance between our families had been dissolved. And…”“And what?”“For the past five years, the Donna personally maintained every business relationship we had with partners in Socrota. The families we wo
Elena's POV:Meanwhile, dawn was just breaking as the plane touched down in Socrota.My father was waiting for me on the tarmac himself. The moment he saw me, he hurried over.“Elena.” That one word was all it took for my tears to spill over.My father pulled me into his arms. “You’re home now. That’s all that matters.”He lowered his gaze to my stomach, his eyes reddening slightly. “How’s the baby?”“The doctor says the baby is stable for now.” I forced a faint smile. “Dad, you’re going to be a grandfather.”My father remained silent for a long time, then he gently patted my back. “From this day forward, no one will ever make you or your baby suffer again.”By the time we arrived at the Moretti residence, the family doctor was already waiting. He said the baby was stable, but I had shown signs of a threatened miscarriage. For the time being, I needed to avoid strenuous activity and emotional distress.My father’s expression darkened terribly as he listened. “Does Damian know
Damian did not sleep a wink that night. He remained seated in his study until dawn, with his wife’s travel records from the past five years spread out before him.Since the day they married, Elena had barely ever left New Borough. The only time she had returned to Socrota was three years ago, when her father had fallen seriously ill. She had stayed for just two days before rushing back.It was all because his enemies had ambushed him, leaving her so worried that she could barely eat or sleep.Now…A soft knock came at the study door. “Don Luccese.”Lorenzo Rossi entered, carrying a kraft paper document envelope. “The Donna left this last night. She instructed me to give it to you this morning.”Damian immediately reached for it. He expected a letter, perhaps containing Elena’s final words to him.However, when he opened the envelope, what he found was a divorce agreement. His signature was clearly visible at the bottom.Damian’s pupils contracted sharply. He shot to his feet. “







