NORA: THE MAFIA QUEEN; THE ALPHA'S MATE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Camilla/Nora’s POV Doctor Kyle blinked rapidly, clearly shocked and shaken. “Ma’am............ that’s against ethical rules. That can lead to revocation of my license,” his voice shook, expressing his hesitation. I need not stress myself further. I knew what exactly would make him unable to say ‘No’ to my request. “How is Amanda? Is she fine?” I asked, playing with the tips of my nails. Immediately, his face went pale. Fear gripped him, and his teeth violently clashed against each other, making an annoying sound. “She ........ is fine,” he forced himself to say, now sweating profusely. “I bought her some candies on my way here with the intention of you delivering them to her on my behalf, but it seemed I would have to deliver them by myself- just like the other time,” I said putting my glasses back on and rising to my feet. “Take care, Doctor Kyle. It seems our conversation ended right before it started.” With that, I grabbed my bag ready to head out, but he stopped me.

Camilla/Nora's POVThe moment the nurses wheeled her out; I headed in the direction of the private lounge where Steve sat- his head buried in his palms. He looked like a man whose world was crashing in his lifetime, and he couldn't do anything about it. He looked pathetic and he didn't even notice my presence until I tapped him. "Steve," I called out softly, having my seat beside him."They have wheeled her to the operating room," I informed, sniffing as if I was trying to hold back my tears. "Okay," he said in a low voice, not lifting his gaze. "Don't worry, she will be fine. I know that for sure," I reassured, and he nodded his head in response. The surgery took longer than I had expected. 4 hours passed and we were still sitting in the private lounge, awaiting Doctor Kyle's arrival. I checked the time, and it was 3:00 pm in the afternoon. I didn't have much time left to prepare for the task ahead of me. Without being told, I knew I needed to leave immediately."Baby, I think

Nora/Camilla's POVThe same way I entered the hotel with ease was the same way I exited. My father made everything easy for me and I was grateful to him for that. I headed back to the basement, changed into my dress and returned the sniper back to where I had picked it. It was time for me to head back to the hospital as Camilla- the dense wife. It didn't take time before the news about Lorenzo's death was made public, but nothing was mentioned about Steve. Nothing like he and Lorenzo being found in the suite, or Steve being injured and rushed to the hospital. I became worried instantly. Did he die too? Did I miscalculate? No, he can't die. I wanted him to live not because of the love I had for him, but he was the only key I had. The key to solving my riddles.As I drove, I kept on checking my phone hoping to receive a call or message in respect of Steve, but I got none. "What the hell is going on?" I had thought, becoming unsettled, with my brow furrowed in confusion. By the tim

Nora/Camilla's POV.He stood with his head raised tall and his hands dipped into his pockets. There was something about his presence- it exuded command and stillness. Everywhere was enveloped by silence and the expression on Steve and Cassandra's faces, confirmed that man was the least person they had expected to show up at the house. The more I stared at him, the more I felt something within me. It felt like I had known him for ages- as if that wasn't the first time we were meeting. And that his voice, I had heard it somewhere, but I couldn't pinpoint where.My heart wouldn't stop beating wildly merely by staring at him. “Who the hell is this guy? Why does he strangely look familiar? And why are Steve and Cassandra so shocked to see him?” I questioned internally, my eyes darting from one face to the other. “Hi, Williams. You're here?” Cassandra asked awkwardly, gently placing the flower vase back on the table, with a forced smile on her face. Williams? So, his name is Williams?

Camilla's POVI watched as they both walked up the stairs with different questions running through my mind. What was going on? Why did Steve look so worried and agitated? And why did that man keep on calling me Selene? “Don't think this is over, Camilla. I will make sure you pay for killing my child. You will definitely pay. It's a promise,” Cassandra said with bitterness as she walked away, her eyes laced with tears. Her threat was the least of my problems. What I was quite worried about and interested in was the conversation the two brothers were having upstairs. “What if in the process of their discussion, Willams mistakenly mentions what transpired between us weeks ago? What the hell am I going to do?” I fidgeted, pacing up and down the living room.I wasn't particularly worried about Steve finding out, what I was worried about was his reaction. “What if he throws me out? How will I be able to accomplish my mission of killing him? How will I save my daughter?” Those were my t