My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 256

Chapter 256: 256/A Game of Fate

Chapter 256:

Robert’s POV

A cold shiver ran through my veins. Her request meant that the lie involved someone specific, and that my rage might cost that person their life. I locked my piercing gaze onto her eyes, my jaw clenching from the sheer pressure, while my mind seasoned by betrayal began to connect the dots.

"Julie... what does this mean?" I asked, my voice heavy.

"It means you won’t kill anyone," she replied, clutching my hand in fear.

I took a deep breath, trying to bridle the beast within. "Fine... I promise."

"Remember when I asked you to train?" she began, her voice trembling. "In reality, Max was already teaching me how to fight."

I smirked inwardly because I had known this for a while, but I feigned ignorance and said coldly, "Mmm... and why did you say otherwise?"

"Because I was afraid of you back then," she said, lowering her head.

I nodded. "Fine, Julie."

But she didn’t breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, she continued, "I’m not finished."

More lies? I felt the pulse in my temples quicken.

"When I told you Max was gay... that was a lie," she said.

Damn it! Her lie had been so convincing that I had believed it completely. "Max isn’t gay?" I snapped. "Did you lie just so I wouldn’t kill him?"

She nodded sheepishly. "Yes."

"You’re a professional liar," I said, looking at the craftiness in her features.

"Marcus isn’t gay either," she added quickly.

That was the moment my blood began to boil. "What was Marcus doing in Max’s room then?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"Remember when I told you he compared me to his lover and showed me her picture, and I thought it was my mother?"

I remembered that encounter clearly. "Yes."

"It turns out she’s my aunt," she continued. "My mother has a twin, and I am a carbon copy of my mother."

"Go on," I commanded.

"That day you found Marcus... he came to my room drunk," she said visibly nervous. "He thought I was his lover... I mean, my aunt."

Rage ignited inside me like a wildfire. I stood up violently, ready to explode, but Julie grabbed me firmly. "Nothing happened, I swear!" she cried out in terror.

I fixed my gaze on her, my voice turning lethal. "Did he touch you? Tell me!"

"You promised not to kill anyone! Remember your promise!" she shouted, trying to calm me.

To hell with that promise! My fists clenched so hard they shook.

"He didn’t touch me, don’t worry!" she said quickly. "Olivia hit him over the head with a vase back then."

My God! Had all of this happened without my knowledge? Had I trusted her all this time while she was hiding these things from me? "What is this, Julie?" I asked bitterly. "Have you been lying to me this whole time?"

"I was afraid of you," she said in a broken tone.

"And why did Marcus come to your room drunk in the first place?" I asked, sparks flying from my eyes.

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