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Chapter 67: The Morning Old Master Walton Returned

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last update publish date: 2026-05-27 17:42:03

Wendel: I have been here for weeks, and I still can’t believe it myself. You two were gone too long. So much happened. SO MUCH.

Gareth: Explain. Explain RIGHT NOW, Wendel. What does he mean by “to me”?! Since when did they even get close?! We left for three months, and she got MARRIED?!

Cristy: Not just close. They live together now.

Gareth: …………

Treveno: …………

Brook: We told you that Miss Amara was a good match for my boss.

Gareth: I NEED A GLASS OF WATER. I FEEL FAINT.

Treveno: I NEED THE WHO
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  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 67: The Morning Old Master Walton Returned

    Wendel: I have been here for weeks, and I still can’t believe it myself. You two were gone too long. So much happened. SO MUCH.Gareth: Explain. Explain RIGHT NOW, Wendel. What does he mean by “to me”?! Since when did they even get close?! We left for three months, and she got MARRIED?!Cristy: Not just close. They live together now.Gareth: …………Treveno: …………Brook: We told you that Miss Amara was a good match for my boss.Gareth: I NEED A GLASS OF WATER. I FEEL FAINT.Treveno: I NEED THE WHOLE STORY. START FROM THE BEGINNING. DID SHE FORCE HIM? DID HE FORCE HER? IS THIS A BUSINESS DEAL?Wendel: If it was a business deal, Young Miss wouldn’t be smiling while looking at her phone right now.Gareth: SHE’S SMILING??? OUR YOUNG MISS???Jerald: are you guys her father.Treveno: Wendel, describe her face. Is she smiling the “I just won a war” smile or the… you know… the other smile?Wendel: …The other one.Gareth: NO.Treveno: NO WAY.Cristy: Way.Finn: She’s been smiling more lately with

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 66: The Noisiest Morning in Walton Mansion

    Then suddenly, another message popped up in the group chat.“And why is Zogo Walton inside this chat?”The whole group fell into a strange silence again. Even Treveno stopped typing mid-sentence.Unlike the others, Gareth and Treveno had been overseas for a long time, handling the company’s expansion projects. They had no clue about anything that had happened recently back home.Wendel typed slowly in response:“…A lot has happened.”Finally, Cristy sent a short, straightforward reply, “Young Miss got married.”Three seconds later…Gareth replied instantly, “What?”Treveno sent his message right after“To whom?”This time, no one answered immediately.Amara lay beside Zogo, quietly staring at the screen in her hand. She had never told any of her subordinates about this matter; she’d kept it a complete secret. Now that they knew, she knew they would definitely pester her with endless questions later.Yet, a faint, almost unnoticeable smile tugged at the corner of her lips.Next to her, Z

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 65: A Morning That Felt Different

    “So from now on, we’ll need to sleep in the same room.”Amara looked at Zogo again after hearing those words, her thoughts pausing slightly as she quietly processed what he meant. This time, her gaze remained on him longer than before. Her expression stayed calm as always, unreadable and composed, yet internally, she could not deny that the situation still felt unfamiliar to her.They were married now. This was Zogo’s mansion, his room, his space. And no matter how unfamiliar the situation still felt to her, Amara could not deny that what he said was reasonable. By every right, a husband and wife sharing the same room was completely normal. Even if part of her still needed time to adjust to it,she knew there was no reason for her to argue against it anymore.In the end, Amara quietly lay back down without arguing further. Exhaustion from everything that had happened earlier slowly returned to her body, making her eyelids feel heavy again as she pulled the blanket slightly higher aroun

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 64: Midnight in the Walton Mansion

    The night inside Walton Estate was unusually peaceful, the kind of silence that only existed deep into the night when the rest of the world had already fallen asleep. Outside, the soft wind moved gently through the massive trees surrounding the estate, causing faint rustling sounds beneath the pale glow of the moonlight. The enormous Walton mansion, usually cold and imposing, stood quietly beneath the dark sky while silver light stretched across the empty hallways and polished floors.Most of the servants had already retired for the night. The mansion that was often filled with footsteps during the day had finally become still, leaving behind only calm silence and the distant ticking of the antique clock downstairs.Inside Amara’s room, the atmosphere was warm and dim.Only the small bedside lamp remained open, casting a soft golden glow across the elegant room and the large bed near the windows. The curtains swayed slightly from the faint breeze slipping through the partially opened

  • 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 35: The Blood in the Cure

    The group gathered around the main table as Dr. Rafael began grinding a piece of the herb, mixing it with clear liquid from a vial. The scent that rose from the mixture was sharp and strange, making everyone wrinkle their noses. Amara leaned forward, watching closely, her eyes filled with concern n

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 34: The Waiting and the Cure

    The temple halls felt larger in the silence. Amara sat by the long table, her fingers tapping nervously against the wood as the minutes stretched into what felt like hours and hours turn into a day and night. A lamp burned low beside her, but the pale gray of early morning was already seeping throu

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 33: Herbs of the First Light

    The air was cool as they climbed the steep path up Temple Hill. The stones were slick with dew, and in the faint light they glimmered like silver. The smell of damp earth and wild grass clung to them as they moved higher, while the last notes of the cricket chorus faded into the soft trill of wakin

  • When the Fool Heals the Mafia   Chapter 32: The Morning Cure

    Amara didn’t remember when she had started.One moment, she was reading through Zogo’s mother’s medical files, the faded printouts and handwritten notes spread across the desk like an incomplete puzzle. The next, she was on her feet, marker in hand, scribbling formulas, chemical breakdowns, and arr

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