My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73: 74/The Trap of Hope

Chapter 74:

Julie’s Point of View

I took a step backward, feeling my chest tighten from sheer anger and confusion, and said in a wavering voice:

"What are you doing in my house? And why did you follow me?"

That provocative smile did not leave his face as he replied coldly:

"I want your number."

I gritted my teeth so hard I felt pain in my jaw, and said, pointing a trembling finger toward the outside:

"Get out of here! If my father sees you, he will kill you!"

I tried to push the door with all my weight to close it, but he was faster than me; he wedged the tip of his leather shoe between the door and the frame, and the door recoiled to strike my shoulder.

I shouted in astonishment:

"Are you crazy or what?"

With a sudden movement, he pushed the door with his strong hand to enter by force, then shut it behind him with a terrifying calmness.

At that moment, I felt as if my heart had stopped beating; the blood froze in my veins and my knees began to tremble. I said, my voice almost vanishing from sheer terror:

"Get out... get out now or I will call the police!"

He leaned his back against the wall with utter ease, placing his hands in his pockets, saying:

"Why are you so nervous? I just want to talk to you."

I found no choice but to defend myself; I turned to the right and my eyes fell on a heavy glass water bottle on the table.

I snatched it with a shaking hand and raised it high, while my whole body braced for an attack, and said with defiance mixed with fear:

"Either you get out... or I will smash your head with this!"

Karl straightened his posture, and his smile vanished to reveal a hint of tension in his eyes.

He said quickly:

"Calm down, Julie... I don’t intend to hurt you, I came for another matter."

I screamed at him, tears beginning to burn my eyes:

"I don’t care! Get out of my house now!"

But he uttered a single sentence that made the bottle nearly fall from my hand:

"It concerns your brother... Steve."

I felt as if the ground were swaying beneath me, and the strength suddenly drained from my limbs.

I whispered with great difficulty, shock paralyzing my movement:

"Steve?!"

He nodded and said in a serious tone:

"Yes, he is the one who sent me to find you."

I placed the bottle on the table listlessly, as if all my energy had been depleted, and said, my breath accelerating:

"Tell me, where is he? How is he? And where has he disappeared all these years?"

He replied calmly while watching my troubled features:

"Calm down, Julie, he will tell you everything himself."

I asked him, unbelieving, feeling a faint glimmer of hope shining amidst the ruins:

"Is he here?"

He shook his head no and said:

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