บททั้งหมดของ The Real Heiress' Mafia Survival Guide: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

I opened the door the following morning and found Silvia sitting at the dining table, dabbing at her tears.She shot me a look full of grievance when she spotted me before swiftly averting her gaze downward.Papa lowered his newspaper and glared at me. "You're being far too paranoid, Rosina! You're at home, not a battlefield! What kind of contraption do you have on your door? "Silvia went to your room last night out of the goodness of her heart to give you a massage pillow. Instead of being grateful, you locked her out and left her standing outside alone!"Carlo, sitting beside Silvia, gave me a freezing glare. "It seems like some people are just rotten to the core. You should refrain from interacting with such people from now on, Silvia."I walked over, picked up a piece of bread, and said calmly, "If she just wanted to give a massage pillow, why was she forcing the lock? If I hadn't secured that door, I'd be in a morgue right now, not waking up in my bed."Upon hearing that, S

Papa wasn't holding me back out of guilt, but for the sake of the famiglia's reputation. "You'd better stop right there!" he snapped. "Tomorrow, there is a banquet to announce your real identity, and the invites are already out! "Your engagement to Carlo is supposed to be made official there, too! You'll make a laughingstock of the famiglia if you walk out now!"You are to put a stop to this incident and delete that footage this instant. No one is permitted to talk about this again!"He decided to sweep it all under the rug. To them, the famiglia's prestige was more important than the truth, and the emotional distress of the adopted daughter was deemed more significant than the physical safety of the biological daughter.I knew, however, that this was just the calm before the storm, as the banquet to acknowledge my identity as the Principessa of the Capone famiglia would be the stage for the ultimate showdown.…It was finally the night of the banquet when Silvia suddenly walk

I was dragged to the famiglia's warehouse, which was located three levels beneath the villa. It had originally been intended for storing the spoils of war.I was bound in iron chains, left with nothing but a single shirt. I was stripped of my high-end gear—the vest, the headgear, and even the knife hidden in the sole of my footwear. I didn't panic, though. I knew that as long as I was still alive, I had a chance to turn the tables.It was then that the heavy metal door swung open. Carlo walked in carrying a whip, his face twisted in disgust. "Where's all that competence of yours now, Rosina? What happened to all that talk about testing for poison? How'd you end up in chains?"He walked up to me and lifted my chin with the tip of his whip. "Do you know what Silvia is doing right now? She's right upstairs, being treated by the best doctors while being doted on by Don and Donna Capone. "You, on the other hand, will be auctioned off in the underground auction in three days. You se

"H-How the hell are you with Mr. Valente, Rosina?" Carlo shouted. His finger trembling with rage, his composure completely gone. He was reeling, unable to fathom how the woman he had been tormenting in the underground warehouse only three days before was now standing there as the companion of a man with Tiziano's status.I ignored him completely. I reached for a tablet held by one of Tiziano's bodyguards, synced it to the projector of the auction house, and declared, "It seems that all the Capone famiglia's partners are gathered here, so let's watch something interesting to liven up the evening."It wasn't long before the video started playing, displaying surveillance recordings from the Capone residence. It started with Silvia spiking the juice with bleach, and next came the footage from the shopping mall, capturing the moment she fell while trying to shove me.It then showed a clip of Silvia hiding the red diamond necklace under my pillow, and the final video was a slow-motion,