My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123: Shopping Spree

"I’m starting to get really interested in Lucian’s wife."

Silvestre’s eyes drooped as his lips curled into a smirk. He tapped out a message and sent it to her, and just as he expected, it didn’t go through.

"She blocked me," he muttered, thinking that was quick of Ashley to decide. "Oh, well... this is neither the last time nor the only way."

He shrugged and tossed his phone aside. Just as he did, a man suddenly appeared in the aisle next to his seat.

"Boss," the man called, his expression stern. "I just received an emergency call from our guys in the southern ring."

Silvestre arched a brow, knowing that was one of White Serpent’s main new headquarters.

"They said they noticed that Dominion is on the move," the man reported. "And it seems they’re going to take out our HQ there."

"Hah." Despite the gravity of the report, Silvestre remained cool. He nodded in understanding and checked the time. "When did you receive this?"

"About ten minutes ago. Right before we boarded."

"Cut them off."

"Boss?"

Silvestre tilted his head back, looking at the man emotionlessly. "I said... cut them off." He clicked his tongue. "If that was ten minutes ago, then Dominion has already begun. Better to cut them off."

"It’s a warning," Silvestre added. "A warning we both expected."

"But—"

"And send Dominion a man," Silvestre continued. "I’m sure they’ll demand the person who spiked his drink."

Silvestre’s subordinate studied the smirk threatening to dominate his boss’s face before nodding in understanding.

"I understand," the man said, not wasting a second as he moved to carry out the order.

As he walked away, Silvestre glanced at his subordinate’s retreating figure before turning to the window.

"So... predictable," he whispered, amusement overtaking his expression. "Lucian De Luca, you truly are getting less and less interesting as the days go by. I wonder what you will do... if I take her away from your life."

A light, eerie chuckle escaped him as his eyes narrowed. His smirk remained even as the sound faded, recalling a moment from the past.

*****

[A long time ago...]

"Boo!"

Little Ashley exclaimed, jumping out from under the bridge where she had been hiding to surprise the little boy she had been living with. By now, the boy had grown used to her antics—and perhaps understood why she named herself that.

Boo.

Because she liked hiding and surprising people.

"That shocked you, didn’t it!?" she beamed, her lips stretching from ear to ear. But her smile quickly faded as her brows knit together upon noticing the bruise on the boy’s cheek.

"Huh?!" Little Ashley gasped, panic setting in. "What happened to you? Are you okay?"

She hurried to him, checking his face and everything else. She held his bloody hands, noticing his scraped knuckles, and even the underside of her own palms stung in sympathy.

"Who did this to you? Did those kids come back again?!" she roared angrily, fuming.

[PRESENT TIME]

It’s like she asked me to carry this on purpose, he thought, convinced his silence still caught her attention.

Shouldn’t she have punished Red more for talking to her like she’s on his payroll?!

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