บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia Boss Killed His Mother: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

The Falcone Estate had been transformed for the annual gathering of the five mafia families.A massive iron arch stood at the entrance of the main courtyard, wrapped in white roses and ivy, with the Falcone family’s crest—a coiled serpent—worked into the metalwork.Dozens of guests had already arrived. Men in tailored suits, women in silk and diamonds. All of them, made men and their families from five families.The moment my heels touched the ground, the conversation died.Every single pair of eyes turned to me. Not with curiosity. With pity.I walked through the arch and immediately understood why.In the far corner of the courtyard, under a trellis draped with fairy lights, lay a body covered with a white sheet.I stopped dead. For a second, I forgot to breathe.Then Lilian glided through the crowd toward me. She wore a crimson dress that matched her nails, her smile as sharp as a blade.She said apologetically, "Gianna, I'm so sorry. I only meant to teach your mother a hard lesson

Anthony's face had drained to a pasty white, but in the commotion, nobody noticed—every pair of eyes was locked on my mother.For a moment, the crowd went still. Then the whispers started, low and sharp."Who the hell invited her? She's late and she's not even dressed for the occasion.""Look at her—strutting in like she owns the place. Probably some low-rent social climber looking for a free drink.""Security here is a joke. They let any stray mutt wander in these days."Lilian hastily wiped away the tears she'd been using to garner sympathy and marched forward. She planted herself directly between Anthony and my mother, her voice laced with barely concealed contempt."Hey, you." Her voice cut through the air like broken glass. "Who do you think you are, waltzing in here like you're somebody? Don't you dare show your face again unless you've got a death wish."She snapped her fingers at the nearest guards. "Get this wretch out of here! She's probably here to steal the silverware."She

Pushing people around? I nearly choked on the words.Did my ears just betray me, or did Anthony actually have the nerve to say that?Wasn't it his secretary—the sweet, innocent Lilian standing there with tear-streaked cheeks—who had beaten a middle-aged woman to death? And now I was the one being accused of bullying?A cold laugh escaped my throat.I lifted my chin slowly, letting my gaze travel across every single face in the Falcone family. Then I spoke, my voice flat and even. "Fine. If that's how it's going to be, then summon the dons from all five families. Bring them here. Right now."Anthony's forehead creased into a deep frown. "Why would I drag the other dons into this? This is a family matter, Gianna. It stays within these walls."I met his stare without flinching. "You're all convinced that woman under that sheet is someone from my family who snuck in. You won't believe a single word I say. So be it. Call the dons. Let them inspect the body. We'll wait for them to announce w

The driver's words landed like a stone dropped into still water.For a moment, no one moved. The courtyard seemed to hold its breath.Anthony crushed the phone in his grip and took off toward his mother's private quarters without a word. We followed.Inside, a suitcase lay open on the floor, its contents strewn about as if someone had ransacked it in a hurry.Clothes, toiletries, and more than a dozen neatly wrapped gifts were scattered across the tiles.Lilian pushed her way to the front. The second she spotted the luggage, her face lit up like she'd just won a prize.She jabbed a finger at it. "I've seen that suitcase before! That filthy middle-aged woman was carrying it!"I held her gaze, my voice calm. "Are you sure about that? That suitcase belonged to the person you said you 'disciplined'?"Certain she'd cornered me in a lie, Lilian grabbed Anthony's arm and gave it a triumphant shake. "See? I told you she was here to steal! The suitcase isn't even properly packed. She got caught