《Betrothed to the Mafia Heir 》全部章節：第 81 章 - 第 90 章

I got home around 1pm and realised no one was home except for the maid servants and two of Draco's men, Jeremy and Frank. It was surprising that Frank was home because I had since realised since I came into this family, that he was Draco's right hand man. So it was rather odd that he didn't follow Draco to wherever he went to. “Where's Ray?” I asked him first. “Out for an emergency meeting with the City Council “. He replied subtly. I could see Jeremy side eyeing me consciously, probably quizzing me with those stares. I walked out of there at once and while I passed the kitchen, I noticed a lady wearing an apron and so focused on her cooking. Her back was facing the entry door. “Helloo” I made my presence noticeable at least. And then when she turned, I realized it was Valerie. The shock on my face! She laughed out, a mockery laughter seeing the shock on my face as my lips remained wide open. “Surprised?” She grinned wickedly. “I honestly love that shocking

Dave's mind was completely occupied throughout the night. His thoughts kept wondering from place to place, filled with questions like; “Why didn't he say he was working with the Mafia?, why did he hide it from me? What else do I not know about my own blood brother? So he's been coming here to pick and drop Lorna and yet he wouldn't think of his brother?” The thoughts were so much that his head started to hurt at some point and he was filled with so much anger against his brother. He felt betrayed….sidelined! To think that Lorna, his one time crush is now his brother's madam was sickening! And as he thought about it all , everything started making sense to him. No wonder Jeremy strongly advised him to leave Lorna alone and not to get involved in Ray Wyatts's business. He'd decided not to go to school the next day and didn't even know when he eventually slept off. Meanwhile, Don Juan had gotten a memo from Jeremy that Lorna didn't use the poison. The young man had keenly

The staff of the Art industry scattered all over the premises. They all seemed disorganised and gathered in groups at different spots. Some security personnel were outside the gate with arms whilst inside the building were the Seattle police officers accompanied by the Division Commander. Tension gripped everyone that morning when the Commander of the Seattle state police trooped into the premises with some police officers requesting to see the CEO, Ray. “He's not available “ . Valerie had said to the Commander. Others were uncertain and felt scared to speak to the officers but Valerie had been in this kind of situation so many times especially with the fact that her dad is part of the Mafia. “Not available or not around?” The middle aged man quizzed, stealing a glance at the watch on his wrist. “A combination of both “. She boldly responded with a wry smile. Her courage was unwavering like she had nothing to hide but the Commander had heard of Ray Wyatt . “Officers

Lorna's POV ~I left the spot and went back to class. I already knew that some people would see my name and mock me for it. Yes, because why's the Mafia heir’s wife too broke that she hasn't completed her full tuition fees? My mind flashed back to my mother. Our relationship recently had been on a thin lose thread and what's probably still holding it was the fact that she birthed me. My life was this way because of her and my late dad. Now I'm the one dealing with it all alone, getting involved in dangerous games and married to a man that now rules a high crime organisation . She had probably forgotten that I still owed the school and who knows how her relationship with Don Juan is now. Does she even know the man is now threatening me because I couldn't kill Ray? Is she still staying with him? These thoughts rampaged my head as I walked back to the class not knowing when I bumped into someone. A hard hand pushed me back in a forceful way that I almost f

“Empty yourself. Whatever hidden tool or weapon you have on you, drop it now!” Sergeant Samantha's voice rang from behind him. Jeremy could hear the cocking of a pistol and a dragging noise as she said those words. “Dropping my weapons when you still have one on you? Not happening “. He spoke mildly, turning slowly to face her. Her right hand gripped the pistol, pointing it towards him. The other hand held the back of Dave's neck , forcing him to face down as he knelt beside her with his wrists tied behind him. A silicone tape was placed over his mouth so he wouldn't talk. The sight of his younger brother unnerved Jeremy immediately. He didn't look beaten or battered, although his shirt seemed rumpled around the collar as if that part had been pulled a thousand times. His hair was disheveled and had particles of sand and dirt on it. He looked sweaty but his countenance was stoic. “I make the rules here, Jeremy. I directed you to this place and I have your brot