My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 429

Chapter 429: 429/You’re a Pathetic Bastard!!

Chapter 429

Carlos’s POV

We climbed the staircase in heavy silence, Robert’s storming steps leading the way with suspicious resolve, sparks consuming his dark eyes.

The second we stepped into his main office and the door clicked shut behind us, he spun around with blinding speed, his massive palm slamming onto my arm with a grip that nearly crushed my bones.

Locking his steel eyes into mine, he hissed out a sharp, lethal warning:

"You forget everything about me agreeing to sell Julie to you... Do you hear me?!"

I yanked my arm from his grip with full force, brushing off my sleeve with calm disdain before staring him down:

"Robert... I’m not a little boy to fall for such a cheap, pathetic trick."

A harsh, emotionless smile touched his thin lips. He took a step back, shaking his head with cold detachment.

"Very well."

He bypassed me with heavy, echoing strides, rounding his massive desk to drop into his wide leather chair. Leaning his head back, he jammed his hands between the buttons of his open vest.

I walked toward the wooden chair opposite him, taking my time to sit down and relaxing my back as my eyes probed the rigid, stone-cold face before me.

"Listen, Robert..." I began in a quiet, grounded tone, heavy with suppressed grief. "...You can’t hurt Julie in this hideous way."

He knitted his brows with blatant impatience, tilting his head with smooth mockery:

"Are you going to start giving me your ethics lectures now?"

I laced my fingers over my knee, my gaze locking onto his with unyielding warning:

"I’m just reminding you... With this damned pride of yours, you’re doing everything in your power to lose the only girl who genuinely loved you."

He exhaled a toxic breath, snatching his golden lighter off the desk to flip it between his fingers with engineered coldness, before stating in a merciless tone:

"Maybe I’ll give you the chance to take her yourself."

A broken smile touched my lips one filled with enough nobility and sorrow to split the cold air between us. I shook my head slowly, looking down at my clasped hands before snapping my gaze back to his icy eyes:

"If I haven’t taken Julie by now, Robert... it’s not because I can’t afford her price. It’s because I know damn well she doesn’t love me."

Robert let out a muffled, bitter laugh that cut through the heavy room. He slammed the golden lighter onto the wooden surface with a sharp crack, leaning forward to fix a lethal glare onto my face:

"And does she love me?! Julie loves no one but herself!"

I shook my head in quiet dismay, leaning in slightly until my eyes aligned with his freezing gaze, every word dropping with absolute weight:

"She loves you... But with this blind pride of yours, you’re going to lose her very soon."

Robert’s face hardened instantly, his jaw clenching so tight the muscle twitched as if the words struck a raw nerve. He straightened up, his voice turning rough:

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

I rose from my seat deliberately, adjusting the collar of my jacket with the quiet calm before a storm. Looking down at him with a resolve he had never seen in my eyes before, I stated:

"Julie might not love me... That’s true. But I will never stand by and let you hurt her again."

His eyebrows shot up in sharp outrage. He slammed his open palm onto the leather armrest, a roar shaking the corners of the room: 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

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