Chapter 81 What Is Mine Is Paid for in Blood...

"Ha! We will see that. Maximilian said sarcastically.

Yes, there was his former spouse, perhaps the Collins family was a little shocked, but it was not something he couldn't escape.

Surely the Collins would not want to be involved in a scandal and would do anything to prevent this from being discovered outside those four walls, which is where Maximilian would take advantage of it to use the power of blackmail.

Besides, for Maximilian, whatever they said in that office, he still had power over Marian, he had her in his hands, added to the fact that his children were legitimate Collins heirs and could not be so ungrateful after all the time he spent raising them, especially since he also taught them to be afraid of him.

Maximo might get a little haughty with all this, but Maximilian still had Emily, she was always a spoiled child who obeyed his orders.

Who would that idiot introduce? Another puppet that was in his hands in exchange for money, this was a joke for Maximilian, just a bad joke that he would overcome, as he had already done, with many obstacles in his life, disappearing them.

Maximilian crossed his arms haughtily, because there was no way anyone could take away what was rightfully his, what he had earned for so many years and with so much effort, as he thought.

With impeccable courtesy, Aiden took the woman's hand and led her to one of the sofas in the office, before opening the door with an elegant gesture. "This time, I don't think I can pretend that you don't know Mr. Marco Ferro." It would be a great lack of respect.

Aiden opened the door and a middle-aged man, somewhat chubby and of average height, entered, with an expression of pride and haughtiness. Although he was not physically imposing, there was something in his gaze that commanded respect and fear.

"How...? Maximilian stammered, unable to believe what he was seeing.

“Perhaps he could have deceived the former Collins ringleaders; those were different times... But with today's advances, technology, and new research techniques, although it took me some work, I managed to find every loose end of his past..." Aiden explained, brimming with pride and satisfaction.

"It's not true..." Maximilian, breathing heavily, got up from his seat, trying to regain his composure.

"You were a very shrewd man, sir..." Aiden folded his arms, addressing Maximilian. “He knew how to hide, change his name, hide the clues... But as William Shakespeare said: With the bait of a lie, you catch a real carp... When I discovered the first clue, it was the trigger to reveal all, absolutely all, the truth about you. Aiden smiled, ceding the limelight to his new guest.

- How many years without seeing you, Gustavo. Don Marco greeted, without addressing anyone else, keeping his gaze fixed on Maximilian, who was gaping and visibly terrified.

"Don... Don Marco..." Maximilian stammered, his voice trembling.

"You were very clever, but you had to know that I could never forget you..." Don Marco Ferro, head of a powerful mafia, narrowed his eyes maliciously.

"Sir..." Maximilian tried to clear his throat to sound firmer, since the main reason for his success had been to maintain his composure. "Don Marco, it's nice to see you..." He bowed slightly. - I don't want you to think badly, sir, at that time I had many setbacks and that's why...

"Did you have to flee?" With my money? Don Marco interrupted with a scathing tone, his gaze fixed and hard.

Everyone watched the show in silence, perhaps out of survival instinct, none of them tried to get into the discussion, because the truth is, Don Marco Ferro was a man who inspired fear, there was a kind of dark aura in him, which seemed to evoke death.

"No!" No, sir! I would never do that! Maximilian opened his eyes wide, swallowing thickly. - Sir, excuse me, it was a misunderstanding, I just thought I could multiply your money and come back to give you more, but I never found it...

"Do you really think I'm such an idiot to believe you looked for me?" Don Marco growled, gritting his teeth. - You even left your wife and your son, we watched them for a while, thinking that you would come back for them, I even thought of killing them to take revenge... But by the time I gave the order, they had the good fortune to have escaped from my men... You are a damn wretch, a traitor who deserves to live through hell... No one betrays me and survives, you did it for a long time...

"No, sir!" Listen to me, you don't have to worry, I'll give you all your money back, I'm very rich now, I'll even give you the interest you ask for...! Or ten times more than he gave me, I swear, I'll get a check right now...

Isabella swallowed thick when she heard the stranger's threats, everyone seemed paralyzed, no one moved a finger, Don Marco's presence, his escorts, and his words, resounded like an echo.

The young woman discreetly called Aiden, this situation was more than she would have expected, did that man want to murder Maximilian?

"Aiden, what are you doing?" That man gives me a bad feeling..." Isabella commented in a whisper, seeing how her cousin approached.

"We can't allow them to kill my father..." Maximo growled in a low voice, with an expression of frustration.

"Don't worry, I already mentioned that I did some negotiations..." Aiden murmured, keeping an eye on the situation.

"What?" Isabella looked at him in confusion.

"These guys are very powerful gangsters. When I met them looking for information about Maximilian, they were about to kill me...

"It can't be..." Isabella covered her mouth, visibly worried.

"But they were more interested in taking revenge on Gustavo, or Maximilian, whatever they prefer to call him. We finally reached an agreement...

"Which one?" Máximo asked, with growing interest.

"Maximilian will be with them for exactly one week...

"What?" Isabella and Maximo looked at Aiden in horror.

“Yes, they will have a week to settle their accounts. They'll beat and torture him, and then they'll send him back for us to hand him over to the authorities..." Aiden explained quickly, with a low murmur.

"Have you gone crazy?" They're mafiosi, they'll kill him..." Máximo replied, his voice full of concern.

"Aiden, Maximilian should go to prison, let a judge and the authorities decide, not these strange men..." Isabella whispered worriedly.

"I know, but it was that or I die..." Obviously I wasn't going to pay for that man's crimes... Besides, they may be mafiosi, but they are men of their word, we signed a pact, and I even returned the money that Maximilian swindled them at that time... - Aiden clarified, leaving Isabella and Maximo speechless, what could they do? Isabella sighed nervously. - Don't worry, cousin, I made that clear to you, you must deliver him alive, so that he can be buried in prison, and he seemed to like the idea. Aiden concluded.

Maximilian was going through the drawers of his desk, making time while thinking of a way to escape from this, then he found something he had forgotten that he had kept hidden for a long time, a gun.

Everyone watched Maximiliano move nervously behind his desk, the man looked desperate, when a roar was heard from Don Marco, who was already tired of this discussion.

"Do you think I'm interested in that money now?!" You know I'm not that kind of... Entrepreneurs. Don Marco tried to pretend. "Mine is paid for in blood...

Maximiliano swallowed hard, dropping the checkbook that was already in his hand, no, this couldn't end this way, he had managed to escape for years and in a second, he had lost everything because...

Maximilian looked around, finding the expression full of satisfaction of that man, Aiden Sinclair, why? What did that idiot have to do with this?

"Grab it!"

Don Marco ordered the bodyguards, who without hesitation stepped forward, when in a quick movement, Maximiliano took a gun from the drawer he had left open in his desk, pointing it at the bodyguards, who stopped and did the same.

- Father! What are you doing?! Maximo shouted, pushing Isabella aside to protect her.

"They won't take me; I won't go with anyone. First, I will kill them. Maximilian said desperately.

- Don't be ridiculous, Gustavo! Before you can shoot, my men will have already subdued you. Put on your pants and accept your punishment, you coward. Don Marco growled disdainfully.

Maximilian looked around understanding that Don Marco was right, he was only one and had four guns pointed at him, but somehow, he had to get even, with whom?

With the man who brought misfortune to his home, Aiden Sinclair. Without thinking much more, Maximiliano turned his sights from the gun to Aiden, who remained static when he saw himself aimed, when a scream was heard.

"No, father!" Don't do it! Emily got in the way, standing at attention to Aiden. "I love him!"

"What?!" Maximilian looked at his daughter in horror.

"Please, father, I'm in love with Aiden, don't hurt him. Emily tried to fall asleep with a lump in her throat and a crystallized gaze.

Maximilian's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, his children, both of them, were in love with the Sinclair’s.

That rotten family that had brought him nothing but misfortune, Maximilian pondered, without ceasing to see the man who was after his daughter.

He was so focused on Aiden and Emily, that Maximilian hadn't noticed how close Maximo had come close, stealthily, preparing to snatch his father's gun and prevent him from committing something crazy.

For the moment, Maximo felt safe, it did not remotely cross his mind that Maximilian could be capable of shooting him or Emily, since they were his children.

However, Maximiliano's fear of being discovered and cornered by the mafiosi, was put aside, to give way to anger and indignation at seeing his daughter's actions.

The way Emily protected the man who sank it, was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"You’re A DOG, TRAIDOR!" “He spat with all his might, to unleash a direct shot towards his daughter's body, just at the moment when Máximo took her father's hands, to raise the gun towards the ceiling.

Everyone closed their eyes tightly, cringing at the sound of the gunshot, Aiden let out a loud scream further back, Emily fell into his arms.