My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147: 147/Possessive Shadows

Chapter 147

Max’s Point of View

I remained rooted to the spot, feeling as though the ground had been snatched from beneath my feet.

Did she really just say that? Did Julie actually utter that word in front of Robert?

"Max is gay? I had no idea." Robert’s tone carried a lethal mix of mockery and bewilderment. As for me, the words died in my throat; I felt them fluttering away, and I couldn’t grasp a single one to defend my manhood, which had been crushed by a single syllable.

Julie replied with a forceful tone, trying to salvage the situation: "Now... put that weapon down."

Oh, Julie... If you had let him empty his magazine into my skull, it would have been easier than living under the weight of this disgusting lie. What kind of hell have you shoved me into?

Robert slowly holstered his piece, his eyes still scanning my frame with a thin veil of revulsion.

But he wasn’t finished. His eyes narrowed as he directed a question at Julie that made the blood drain from my face: "And how exactly do you know he’s gay?"

My stomach muscles cramped; a cold chill raced through my limbs. What kind of question was that? Why did he want the damn details? I was terrified of what Julie might say I knew she turned into a lunatic when cornered.

Julie replied with a staggering coldness: "I caught him kissing another guard."

My heart skipped a beat. What? Did she really just claim she caught me kissing a man? I felt a surge of nausea from the sheer humiliation.

I glanced at Robert, who shook his head with a mocking smirk: "I didn’t know my guards were queer."

Julie looked at me, her eyes brimming with regret, as if saying, ’I’m sorry, Max, it’s the only thing that came out.’ Oh, Julie, your regret is useless; you’ve buried my dignity six feet under.

In an aggressive move to distract him, Julie snapped at Robert: "What business is it of yours? Whether they are gay or straight, how does that benefit you?"

Robert replied, slowly securing his weapon: "It doesn’t... I was just surprised."

Robert let out a long exhale, then asked skeptically: "And how did this ’accident’ of yours happen?"

I closed my eyes, praying silently that she wouldn’t invent another lie; every word out of her mouth now was only making matters worse.

Julie said quickly: "I slipped and fell."

Robert raised an eyebrow: "That’s all?"

Inside, I was screaming: ’Please, Julie, shut up!’ She didn’t realize that I had told him the truth from the very beginning.

He knows I’m training you; he’s only in the dark about Olivia.

Julie insisted: "Yes, that’s all."

Robert nodded: "Fine then... go to your room."

Julie paused, looking at him with suspicion: "Are you going to kill him once I leave?"

That was an excellent question, Julie... was I about to wait for my execution? The irony was that you’ve made me die in his eyes as a "faggot" instead of dying like a man.

Robert replied in a strange tone: "I won’t kill him... since he’s gay."

I felt an overwhelming urge to scream in his face: ’Kill me! Please just kill me and don’t say that!’ But I remained silent, my body rigid, my fists clenching until my knuckles turned white.

Julie tried to pull him away from me: "Let’s go upstairs. You go to your office, and I’ll go to my room."

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