Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride. : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

The corridor grew colder the deeper they went, not just temperature and it all felt so unnatural. The polished elegance of the upper floors had long disappeared; it was now replaced by raw concrete, exposed wiring, and the dim emergency lights that flickered like they were barely holding on.This part of the estate was never meant to be seen, but some had already gained access to it.As they started descending, Lorenzo led the way, his gun steady and steps silent. Every movement was controlled, even as the clock in his head ticked louder with each second.Behind him, Sofia moved fast, her tablet casting a faint blue glow across the walls as data streamed endlessly.Isabella followed close, alert, all her senses at sharp alert. No one spoke because every sound mattered now.“It’s getting closer, The signal strength just spiked.”Sofia whispered as her eyes locked on to the screen.“How close is it?” Lorenzo asked without turning.“Less than fifty meters.”Fifty meters. That means whatev

“No.. No… You bastard! Don't you dare touch my baby!...” Isabella sobbed, her voice breaking as she lunged toward the screen, as if she could reach into it and pull Matteo back, shielding him from whatever game this man was playing.But the image didn’t change. Sofia's eyes reddened with hot tears that were streaming down her face, she threw a hand to her mouth to stifle the loud sob that threatened to explode Matteo stood in the dimly lit room, confused and turning slowly like he didn’t understand where he was or how he got there.“Mommy?” his small voice echoed faintly through the speakers. It shattered something in her.Lorenzo’s eyes locked onto the feed as he studied every detail, shadow and even the slightest flicker of light.“Enhance it,” he said.Sofia was already moving, wiping her wet eyes.“I’m trying…hold on…”Her fingers moved rapidly, isolating the signal, clearing distortions and sharpening the image.“Got it.” The feed stabilized and clearer now.The was rounded with

The screen went dark, no video. No Matteo. Just the reflection of their own faces staring back at them and the clock that had never stopped ticking. 00:05:02 00:05:01 00:05:00 “Bring it back!” Isabella clipped, her voice tight. Sofia was already moving. “I’m trying…the signal’s been cut at the source, he’s controlling the feed…” “Then find another way!” “I am!” Her fingers flew faster, digging into deeper layers, bypassing blocks, forcing connections that resisted every step. “Forget the feed, we have enough.” he said. Both women swerved around and looked at him, his eyes were sharp and locked now. “So there are three devices,” he continued. “One real trigger. One linked to me and one independent.” “Yes,” Sofia nodded quickly. “Then that independent one has to be the entry point.” he said, running his hand through his hair. “It’s not just an entry point,” Sofia corrected. “It’s a control node that has probably been used to manage or override the others

“No…” The word slipped painfully out of Isabella’s lips like a joint that had moved out of place.One child was already enough of a nightmare for her.But two?That was war. Pure war.The screen splitted again to reveal Matteo on one side and the unknown child on the other. They were both in two separate rooms and had the same red lights blinking behind their small fragile bodies in perfect symmetry and cruelty.“This just changed everything,” Sofia said, her voice tight as her fingers flew across the interface again.“No, it clarified everything.” Lorenzo said. Both women turned to him.“He’s scaling the test, it's the same system and structure, just different structures.” Lorenzo continued.“... and he’s going to keep doing this to see where the line breaks.” he finished as his eyes hardened.“There is no line!” she said sharply. “We’re never choosing between one child over the other like this is some kind of experiment!”“That’s exactly what it is.” the Architect’s voice slipped in

“Lorenzo…stop.” Isabella screamed. He didn’t even pause or hesitate. He just kept walking. The very man who had always been in charge and had once controlled every room he entered, now moved like he was being directed through it. “Lorenzo!” she called again, running to meet him. She caught up to him, grabbing his arm hard and this time, he stopped. But not because of her, something in his system had acknowledged the interruption. He turned slowly and met her with a cold stare. “Release,” he commanded flatly. But Isabella didn’t let go. “Where are you going?” she asked. “Objective pending,” he replied. “That’s not good,” Sofia muttered under her breath. Her tablet lit up again, tracking something new. “His system just updated, he’s receiving external directives.” “From him?” Isabella asked. “Yes… from the Architect.” Sofia nodded grimly. Lorenzo pulled free from her and gently removed Isabella’s hand from his arm. “Do not interfere,” he warned. Isabella stepped in front o