Lahat ng Kabanata ng In Love With His Coldhearted Mafia Brother: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

EVAThe event was in full swing after hours of working my ass off and giving myself a migraine.Guests milled around the ballroom in their expensive gowns and tailored suits, glasses of champagne in their hands, conversing in whisper and tryoming to keep the culture behind the era they were styled.It was almost ridiculous to watch, beautiful but ridiculous since the planner has been reduced to a waitress.I caught a sight of a woman in a silver dress gesturing at her empty glass without saying a word. I rushed to her and took it and went to get her another, weaving through clusters of guests who didn't bother to move out of my way. When I brought it back, she took it without looking at me, already turned to someone else. The flowers were in place, the fabric draped perfectly, and the centerpieces arranged exactly how Marianne wanted them. Everything looked the way it was supposed to look even though half of them looked off to me. Well, a client's satisfaction equals a good pay.Mari

EVA"No cops will be called into my home." Marianne stepped forward, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade. She sighed, grabbed Blair's hand and pulled her closer, her eyes fixed on me with something I couldn't read. "I will investigate this myself to the end. And see to it personally that the culprit is arrested."Blair nodded weakly, sighing deeply. "It's not like I have a choice."Marianne squeezed her hand. "How about you go to the room and rest? I'll have Dante bring you some soup."Her face lit up. "Thanks, Mother."Marianne waved a maid over. "Take Ms Beaumont to the guest room. Make sure she's comfortable."The maid nodded and helped a perfectly healthy and strong woman out. Guiding her out of the ballroom. Blair glanced back at me once, her cold eyes settling right on me before they disappeared through the door.She could shit bullets for all I care. Marianne finally turned to me, her expression going from anger to calm. "Ms Bishop. I apologize that the event yo

EVA They all exchanged glances, and one of them leaned forward. "What happened to Ms. Vanessa?"Vanessa knew about this too?"She’s on leave," I said smoothly. "I'll be handling things for now."The man looked at me skeptically, his eyes narrowing. He didn't say anything else, but I could feel his judgment radiating off him. The others were equally silent.I sat down and opened the file in front of me as we waited for the young man to finish setting the projector. A man suddenly close to me leaned in, his voice low so only I could hear. "Hi.” He smiled widely. “You're representing Dante, so I'd advise you to act like it. These people are animals."He seemed to be a close friend of Dante, to call him by name. I nodded. "Thanks."I slowly crossed my legs and settled into my chair, flipping through the file. I didn't really want to come off as rude, but now I also didn't want to come off as weak. I was Dante's assistant, not him. But if I was going to come on his behalf I think actin

EVAI grabbed my bag and walked out the door, ignoring the two women in the living room. Chloe called after me, “Where are you going to?”“To the hospital.”After a short stop at the convenience store getting stuff for Lily, I got into another cab and left for the hospital.The hospital lobby was busy when I walked in, the usual chaos of patients and visitors and nurses rushing past. I nodded at the receptionist, who waved me through without a word. I walked to Lily's room and pushed open the door.She was already dressed when I got there, in a small pink dress that made her look like a tiny princess. She ran to me the moment she saw me, her arms wrapping around my legs, her face buried in my stomach."Mommy! I missed you!"I knelt down and pulled her into a hug, breathing in the smell of her hair, the faint scent of hospital soap. "I missed you too, baby. Ready for our ice cream date?"She nodded so fast her ponytail bounced. "Can I get sprinkles?""Of course."I, again, like I do ev

EVABlair leaned back in her chair, her fingers wrapped around her coffee cup like she had all the time in the world. Her eyes were cold, calculating, the kind that had already decided the outcome of this conversation before it even started."I want you to quit your job at the foundation," she said.Hmm.I stared at her. "What?""You heard me. I'm getting married to Dante, so I'm going to be in charge soon. The last thing I want is my husband's ex in the same building as me. Or my husband still being in contact with his ex."Shit like this cracks me.The absurdity of it was so overwhelming that I felt a hysterical bubble rising in my throat. "Is this some soap opera? Are you seriously asking me to quit my job because you're so insecure that a man who never liked you to begin with will leave you?"She rolled her eyes, almost in exasperation. "I'm not insecure. I' m trying to be understanding. Of course, if this isn't enough you can always ask for me. We've all got priority, and I like