Semua Bab Stolen by the Mafia King: Bab 251 - Bab 260

[Juliette’s POV]The appointment with the regulators is today, at 1 p.m..Papa is in an exceptional mood. I would be if I were him. With everything in place, the regulators are sure to give the green light, and nothing is going to stop the casino from opening. Lux Corp will expand exponentially from then on. Papa’s name will be known worldwide: the third richest man on Earth. “How’s the presentation?” He asks as the limousine shoots smoothly through the valley, towards the city. I smile assuringly. “It’s all good, Papa. But are you sure you want me to do it?” His smile flattens to a meaningful line. “No confidence? That’s not like you.”I stare at my skirt, feeling sheepish. “I am thankful for the opportunity, Papa. But I thought you’re the face of the casino. I mean, it’s your baby. I feel like I’ll be stealing your thunder.” He laughs heartily, glad that the old Juliette is back. “I expect you to be wiser, Juliette.” I frown in puzzlement until realisation jolts me to meet his

[Ralph’s POV]So my lawyer continues, his smugness mirroring mine. “Because Don Ralph is magnanimous, he will make this go away, if you, Mr Harold Lux, agree to step down and lawfully hand over Lux Corp to Mrs. Virtus—also known as Miss Juliette Lux.” Harold bangs the desk, his back erected and incensed. “That traitor! She doesn’t deserve to carry the name of the Lux!” His leash tries to stop him from misbehaving in recording, but it is obviously pointless. Harold Lux is a maniac who would annihilate the entire population of the U.R.T just to restart the timeline and declare himself King of the country. My lawyer stands and repeats my offer to that dirty snake in human skin. “Miss Juliette Lux, or Mrs Virtus,” counters Jerry, “has already trespassed the privacy of Mr. Harold Lux. What rights does your Don—her husband—have to make that ridiculous deal?” It is my lawyer’s turn to chuckle before he replies, “I think you’ve been doing shady deals for too long, Jerry, that you’ve for

[Juliette’s POV]“That was awesome….” I smiled, brushing my cheek against the soft, silky—pilllow? I propped up on my elbow and found myself stark naked on the sheets, in the dark. Ralph was nowhere in sight. My chest clenched. “Ralph?” I sat up, worried and anxious. Did something happen to him while I’m asleep? I called him again—and then noticed the door slightly ajar. A soft light was streaming in from the corridor outside, and I was instantly comforted. Ralph would never leave the door open unless he’s three hundred percent sure it’s safe. I padded across the carpet floor, grabbed my robe and put it on, then carefully opened the door. True enough, the door to the neighbouring room was also slightly ajar. I felt a smile on my lips and moved towards it. My Mafia beast was in there, under the moonbeam, beside the baby cot, looking into it in silence.I walked up to him and pulled my arms around that broad, dependent back, and his large palms wrapped around my wrists, hugging

[Juliette’s POV]“I love Juliette Lux,” said Ralph, the figure on the screen holding my father at gunpoint. My father, with his hands in the air, looking like the victim, continues to beg profusely. He wants Ralph to let him off, to not ‘brainwash’ his lovely daughter and let her go… that the feud is not worth sacrificing so many lives. “We never wanted—never thought of—pursuing the money that your ancestors have stolen,” continued Papa, “Christ, they’ve stolen half our assets, a huge piece of the land that was bestowed to us by the king! Isn’t that enough? How deep is the hole of your greed?!” Ralph laughed. “Once I trust a Lux more than myself,” he admitted, his voice bitter and angry, “because I thought a Lux never lies.” His gun lowered as he chuckled his exasperation. “You killed that belief, Harold. You used me to safeguard your property while you were in a coma. And when you woke up, you blindsided me and sent me to jail! WE HAD A FUCKING CONTRACT THAT YOUR BUDDY LAWYER SE

[Juliette’s POV]I could’ve sworn I saw him. Right at the curb across the street. I even met his gaze and he wanted to talk—. My phone buzzed in fierce urgency that I had to answer. As soon as I tapped the green button, Ralph’s voice exploded even before the device arrived at my ear. “Where are you?” He growled. “Just finished a meeting with the architects for the Art and Cultural Centre. Why—?” “Where’s Milo?!” He was shouting. And I jumped into the backseat of the limo. “At home, why?” “Get home now!” He barked. “Jerry’s dead!”“What?!” My blood froze. “It–it can’t be….” I just saw him!“Your father put a bullet in his head. At his house.” I was still incredulous. “But, how—why?! When?”“It just got on the news. Multiple gunshots. The neighbours heard it and called in the cops.” Behind Ralph, orders were flying around, scraping for information about the missing Harold Lux. “I’m on my way back,” the deep voice huffed. “We’re going back to the safehouse until he’s found. And