Fiancé of the Underworld, Target of My Revenge
"Ha, the heir? The heir who's locked outside? If you don't pay us today, you can forget about keeping your life!"
The enforcer turned to Isabella. "That includes you!"
Isabella went pale with terror and pointed at me on the steps. "She's the mafia Principessa! She has money!"
Marco's eyes darted around before he said decisively, "She's my fiancee! You should collect from her! Now that she's the mafia heiress, this amount is nothing to her!"
I stopped in my tracks, pulled out that thin document from my purse, and handed it coldly to the debt collector. "Here. This is a Severance Agreement.