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Chapter 63: The Secrets Around Her

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last update publish date: 2026-05-19 20:06:55

Amara continued speaking naturally, her calm tone making it sound as if she was discussing something simple and completely reasonable.

“You’ll become the vice president for now,” she said while calmly drinking her water. “I still have other things to handle, so I can’t manage everything in the Musk Company myself.”

For a moment, the dining table fell silent.

Then the meaning of her words finally sank into Wendel’s head.

His eyes widened immediately.

“What?!” he almost shouted, looking genuinely
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  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 63: The Secrets Around Her

    Amara continued speaking naturally, her calm tone making it sound as if she was discussing something simple and completely reasonable.“You’ll become the vice president for now,” she said while calmly drinking her water. “I still have other things to handle, so I can’t manage everything in the Musk Company myself.”For a moment, the dining table fell silent.Then the meaning of her words finally sank into Wendel’s head.His eyes widened immediately.“What?!” he almost shouted, looking genuinely horrified as he pointed at himself in disbelief. “Miss, I already have too much on my plate right now!”He leaned back dramatically in his chair before placing a hand over his chest like someone who had just received terrible news.“Do you know how hard I’ve been working lately?” he continued complaining shamelessly. “I barely even sleep anymore!”Brook quietly drank his water while trying not to laugh.Jerald already looked entertained.Wendel, however, was still desperately trying to save him

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 62: A Warmer Mansion

    The old man’s eyes narrowed as his thoughts turned colder and more calculated. He already knew the stories surrounding Amara Musk and the Musk family. Ever since her parents died, the city had quietly labeled her as unstable, a pitiful heiress constantly hidden under Don Victor’s protection. But since none of it had anything to do with the Walton family before, Solomon never paid much attention to those rumors.But now, things were different.No matter how he looked at it, Amara did not seem like someone who belonged beside his grandson.And yet…Zogo had acknowledged her as his wife without the slightest hesitation.That alone unsettled Solomon.Because more than anyone else, he understood his grandson. Zogo was never impulsive. Never emotional. Every decision he made carried weight, strategy, and intention. Which meant if he had chosen to marry Amara Musk, then there was something about her the rest of the city had not yet uncovered.A quiet knock of porcelain broke the silence as th

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 61: The Old Man’s Decision

    Amara looked at him before shaking her head slightly. “It’s okay. I can handle them myself.”Brook leaned lightly against the wall while Jerald stayed beside him quietly observing the exchange.Finn cleared his throat before speaking carefully. “Mr. Walton also has an important meeting tomorrow. He might not be able to stay close the entire time.”“That’s fine,” Amara replied calmly.Zogo’s brows furrowed faintly, clearly still dissatisfied with the idea of her going alone. His thoughts briefly shifted to the board of directors meeting tomorrow: political pressure, hidden agendas, and people who would immediately sense weakness if Amara walked in without proper protection or support.Then suddenly, he looked toward Jerald.“From tomorrow onward,” Zogo said calmly, “you’ll stay beside Amara.”Jerald blinked once in slight surprise.“As her bodyguard?”“Yes.” The answer came immediately.Brook looked amused from the side while Wendel raised a brow.Jerald straightened slightly before no

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 60: The Calm Before the Next Move

    At the Walton Mansion, the atmosphere had already settled into an uneasy calm after the chaos at the cemetery. The large living room, with its towering ceiling, crystal chandelier, and expensive European-style furniture, felt almost too quiet now like the house itself was holding its breath after everything that had happened.Dr. Rafael sat comfortably on one of the plush sofas, his posture relaxed as if he had just finished a routine procedure rather than a battlefield operation. Across from him, Wendel could not stay still. He kept walking around the room like a curious child, eyes wide with open fascination as he examined everything the polished marble floors, the intricate carvings on the furniture, the sheer scale of wealth displayed in every corner.“This place is insane…” Wendel muttered under his breath, lightly tapping the edge of a table as if confirming it was real. “How much money do you even waste living like this, Zogo?”Zogo, standing near the side of the room with a to

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 59: A New Scheme

    Damian remained standing in the center of the room, his brows tightly furrowed as his mind replayed everything that had happened. Something wasn’t right. No matter how much he thought about it, none of it added up.Ever since Amara returned from the countryside, even while Don Victor had still been around, Damian had kept an eye on her every move. He had quietly watched her schedule, the people around her, where she went, and who she spoke to. He made sure nothing escaped his attention.Yet now, as Damian carefully replayed everything in his mind, he realized something that made his expression slowly darken : he could not remember a single moment where Amara and Zogo Walton had ever crossed paths. Not in public. Not in private. Not even a short conversation lasting a few minutes. There had been nothing suspicious, nothing that could connect the two of them. And that was exactly what disturbed him the most. Because a man like Zogo Walton did not involve himself with people without reas

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 58: Buried Truths

    After everything was settled in the cemetery, the gunfire faded into silence, and the fog slowly lifted with the early morning light.Zogo and Amara remained behind while the others stepped away, giving them space as the battlefield quietly returned to what it was meant to be, a place of rest.Amara stood in front of her parents’ grave, her expression calm but distant, as if her thoughts were somewhere far beyond the moment.Zogo stood beside her, his presence steady now, no longer sharp with anger but grounded and certain. It was his first time seeing the names carved into the stone: the people who had shaped the woman standing next to him.Slowly, he stepped forward and bowed his head in respect, his voice low but firm as he spoke, “I’ll take care of her. No one will touch her again.”Amara heard every word. Her fingers tightened slightly at her side as she turned to look at him, something unfamiliar flickering in her eyes; something softer, something she couldn’t quite name.But Zog

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 45: Shadows of the Past

    The study of Musk Mansion glowed dimly with firelight, tall shelves casting shadows that seemed to listen more closely than men. Outside, rain lashed against the windows, but within, only the slow tick of a clock and the crackle of the hearth filled the silence.Don Victor sat in his high-backed ch

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 44: In the Measure of Loyalty

    The dining hall of the Musk estate was filled with warmth and shadow. Crystal chandeliers glowed softly above, like stars trapped in glass. Heavy curtains shut out the city, leaving only firelights and the gleam of polished silver to mark the evening. The smell of lemon oil lingered on the paneled

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 43: The Dinner

    The stone corridors of the temple were cool and hushed, sunlight filtering through narrow windows and painting long strips of gold across the polished floor. The faint scent of incense lingered in the air, mingling with the sharper fragrance of herbs drying in clay bowls by the walls.Elira sat prop

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 42: Daughter In Law

    The study smelled faintly of lemon, the kind of subtle richness Amara had always liked. It was past midnight, and the silence in the estate felt heavy, broken only by the faint hum of the city outside the tall windows.On her desk sat the folder. A slim thing cream cover, no markings but its presenc

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