Emanuele sat in the car, and at that moment, Phillip handed him all the information he had gathered.
"From what those servants said, Frederick has two sons. One of them died ten years ago, and the other, Luca, has been groomed as the heir. He also has a nephew, William, with whom he has a close relationship. And by the way, Frederick has a granddaughter currently studying in Europe."
Emanuele listened to Phillip's report with a serious expression. Even though Frederick had escaped, they had not come away empty-handed. They had gathered valuable clues, understanding the extent of his network of relationships. Dealing with him would be much easier with this information.
Frederick always enjoyed going after those close to him. Perhaps it was time to make Frederick taste the bitterness of loss.
"Continue the investigation. Find out where his relatives are hiding."
"Yes."
Just then, Emanuele's phone chimed, and he received a message from Frederick.
"So, you couldn't find me. Are you disappointed?"
It was a blatant provocation, and Emanuele felt his anger simmer. He had to restrain himself from smashing the phone in frustration. Frederick was daring to challenge him openly.
It implied that Frederick had not suffered the significant losses Emanuele had hoped for. Otherwise, he would be nothing but a fugitive, scurrying away like a rat. Why would he come looking for Emanuele?
Realizing this, Emanuele couldn't help but feel irritated. But he wouldn't reveal his emotions in front of Frederick.
"I'm not that disappointed. Now that I know about your son, your nephew, and your granddaughter, Frederick, I've got my eye on them. Tell them to be careful."
On this battlefield, even words had to be a strategic move, and they wouldn't let themselves appear weak.
After Emanuele sent this message, Frederick did not respond, confirming Emanuele's victory in this exchange.
Frederick must be feeling quite frantic now. The mouse that had managed to escape this time would not be so lucky next time. But Emanuele also knew that, with the weapons he had cleared from Frederick's hideout, the losses in personnel, it would likely be a while before Frederick stirred up trouble again.
It was time to return life to normal and host a party to celebrate, showing Frederick just how strong he had become.
But for some reason, Emanuele's mind was suddenly filled with Isabella's sad expression when she looked at him earlier today. He didn't want her to be upset, but at this point, they couldn't afford to let emotions cloud their judgment.
He had done similar things before, targeting the wives of mafia bosses, including his mother...
To ensure Isabella's safety, she needed to understand that their marriage was just a game, without deep emotions.
Isabella had been distracted all day, even while watching TV shows. Grazia tried to discuss the show's content with her, but Isabella seemed lost, as if she didn't know what was happening in the story.
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