Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 225

10:36 Mon, Oct 21 BBB. 

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband 

Chapter 225 The Vinci Legacy 

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As Emily stormed away in anger, Matteo instinctively wanted to chase after her, to stop her from leaving. But before he could move, his mother’s firm grip tightened around his arm, halting him. 

“Mother!” he urged, his voice tense as he tried to pull away, but she didn’t budge. 

“Don’t go after her,” she commanded in a sharp, authoritative tone. 

“Mother, don’t be unreasonable,” Matteo protested, trying again to free his arm, his eyes still on Emily’s retreating figure. But his mother’s voice, cold and resolute, froze him in place. 

“You can’t leave your mother and fiancée for a woman who means nothing to you.” 

Matteo hesitated, torn between the need to prove his mother wrong and the overwhelming urge to follow Emily. 

But Matteo decided against his heart, choosing to stay. He didn’t want to give anyone a reason to accuse Emily or drag her name through the mud because of him. Sacrificing his own instincts, he let the moment slip away for her sake. 

His eyes swept around the room, and he noticed the staff still gathered, watching the unfolding drama. His irritation grew, and he shot a fierce glare at his secretary, Amy, who was just as engrossed in the scene. 

Snapping to attention under Matteo’s stern gaze, Amy quickly straightened up and barked at the staff, “What are you all standing around for? Get back to work, now!” 

At once, the crowd began to disperse, scattering back to their desks, though murmurs and whispers still floated through the air as they retreated. 

“Let’s go to my office,” Matteo said curtly to his mother and Lia, then turned and strode ahead without waiting for their response. Both women followed him in silence. 

As soon as the two entered his office, Matteo closed the door firmly behind them and spun around to face them. His frustration boiled over as he glared at his mother. 

“What was that, Mother? Haven’t you had enough drama in your life that you now feel the need to drag me into it?” Matteo growled, his teeth clenched in barely contained 

anger. 

“Matteo, have you forgotten your manners?” his mother retorted sharply. “I am Benedetta Vinci, a name even larger than life!” she declared with pride. “And I wasn’t the one causing a scene–you did when you allowed that pathetic… desperate… woman into your office. When will you understand, Matteo? These women are nothing but gold diggers, only after your money. You are a Vinci, and that name carries weight. You cannot let anyone ruin our family’s reputation.” 

“Yeah, a Vinci,” Matteo chuckled darkly, his voice thick with sarcasm as he gestured dramatically. “The same Vinci–whose eldest son is buried under millions of debt to the Italian mafia, gambling away every last cent.” His voice rose with bitter amusement. “And let’s not forget our ‘esteemed‘ father, Alvise Vinci, who’s been embroiled in countless scandals, still parading around with his latest mistress–who’s younger than 

me.” 

“Shut up, you unfilial son!” Benedetta snapped, unable to handle the bitter reality her own child had thrown at her. But the truth was that their family was better known for its scandals than for anything good. Matteo was tired of constantly bailing them out of trouble; it was easier to keep his distance- far away 

from them living senarately 

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Chapter 225 The Vinci Legacy 

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“You are who you are because of this family, because of your parents. Don’t forget that!” Benedetta spat, her voice sharp with pride. “Without us, you wouldn’t be Matteo Vinci, the top lawyer, with the name and power you enjoy now.”