All Chapters of MAFIA'S BOSS PLAYTHING: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Isabella's face fell as the realization hit her—she had wrongly accused her father. "I'm sorry, Dad," she said, her voice heavy with regret.Chris watched her leave the study, his expression icy and impatient. He remained silent, but a storm of anger brewed within him. Once she was gone, he stood up and began pacing the room, his eyes dark with fury."Execute the plan immediately. I can't wait any longer," he barked, his voice low and dangerous. He punched his palm in frustration, the tension palpable. The disappointment in his daughter cut deep; how could she love that insufferable wretch so much that she would confront him about the disappearance of that little bastard?The thought only fueled his rage, and he kicked the table in a fit of anger.Meanwhile, Isabella was oblivious to the consequences of her actions. Her mind was consumed with worry for her son. In a panic, she dialed Lorenzo's number, desperate to find out where he was.After several missed calls, Isabella decided to

When Lewis suddenly posed the question, Isabella felt a wave of nervousness wash over her. She stared at him, tongue-tied, her eyes silently pleading for him not to press further.Sensing her reluctance to share, Lewis felt a mix of disappointment and frustration, but he managed to suppress his feelings. "I'll talk to the security team," he said solemnly before turning to leave.Isabella watched his retreating figure, her lips pressed tight in worry.Hours passed, and Lewis didn’t return to the house. By the time Isabella finally saw him again, it was well past 9 PM. She had already gone to bed, and despite her attempts to call him, he ignored her.When the door creaked open and he walked in, Isabella, who had been lying awake with her thoughts racing, immediately sat up. "Babe, you’re back?" she exclaimed, her voice brightening with excitement as she quickly got out of bed and approached him.Lewis nodded, wanting to walk away, but Isabella wrapped her arms around his waist, holding

Isabella was taken aback, realizing that Lewis had known everything all along. The weight of her fears felt trivial now. Staring at his face, she found herself both surprised and terrified by the truth.Still weeping, she asked softly, “When did you find out that Ben isn’t your son?”Lewis smiled gently, but instead of answering right away, he took his time to wipe away her tears. His gaze lingered on her face as he said, “I secretly had a DNA test done a few years ago…”He paused, a cautious smile playing on his lips. “I knew you were lying to me that night when you told me you were pregnant, but I loved you too much to care. What mattered was that you chose to be with me, that you chose me over him.”Isabella looked down, a wave of guilt washing over her. Though Lewis didn’t show any sadness, she could sense the pain he had been hiding.Tears streamed down her cheeks as she asked, “Why didn’t you tell me? You never spoke to me about it.”Lewis took Isabella's hands and spoke gently,

When a knock echoed at the door, the woman shot Benjamin a wary glance.Despite his suspicions, Benjamin shrugged it off. "Go see who it is," he said, returning to his cigarette. He figured it might be an estate security guard or someone from the waste management team checking in on something.As she approached and opened the door, a gunshot blasted through the air.Startled, Benjamin dropped his cigarette and tumbled off the bed. Panic surged through him as he dashed into the bedroom, narrowly avoiding a bullet that whizzed past him. He slammed the door shut and sprinted toward the window.Meanwhile, Lorenzo stepped over the woman’s lifeless body and strode into the bedroom, his powerful kick shattering the door open.He found Benjamin halfway through the window, stuck and desperate."Don’t shoot! I can pay you! Please don’t kill me!" Benjamin pleaded, his heart racing. He had just made millions and was unwilling to let it all end now.Realizing he had to act fast, he scrambled back

When Tony first heard Lorenzo's idea, he considered it clever. But soon, a look of surprise crossed his face as he tentatively asked, "How do you plan to get past Chris? You know it won't be easy to take that kid right under his nose."Lorenzo shrugged, his voice steady as he replied, "I’m sure Chris will be more than happy to see me take my son away. To him, the boy is just an eyesore."Tony nodded, but suspicion crept into his gaze. "Are you trying to use Ben as bait to get Isabella away with you?"Leaning back in his chair, Lorenzo knew Chris wouldn't tolerate such a move. Yet, he couldn’t dismiss the possibility entirely. He stroked his chin thoughtfully before responding, "I hadn’t considered that, but since you brought it up, it’s not impossible. If the opportunity arises to take her with me, I won’t hesitate. If not, then I won’t worry about it."Tony tensed at this, regretting his words. He hadn't meant to plant that idea in Lorenzo's mind. "Chris would never let you take his