My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Five Years Left

Back in Dominion’s mansion...

Lucian narrowed his eyes, seated on the couch with his arm laid bare for his personal doctor, Doctor Wesley, to draw blood from.

His mind circled back to the message Ashley had sent him just hours ago. He had asked Gustav to confirm her situation with the men, only for Gustav to report that they were in the mall, crying. It meant she was fine... just as she said.

White Serpent...

His expression remained unchanged as he stared into nothingness.

From what he knew, some time ago, White Serpent had just welcomed their new big boss after the chaos of the new leader’s takeover. According to their intel, it seemed the organization’s new don had stabbed the former boss in the back.

Hence, the internal conflict within their ranks.

Some supported the new don, while others deemed his actions unforgivable. Obviously, those who opposed him were the ones loyal to the previous don.

Then again, this kind of power struggle—and the ending it brought for dons in their world—was natural.

It was not the first time something like this had happened.

Dominion had its fair share of stories about messy takeovers in the past, considering the organization had been around long before Lucian was born.

It seems White Serpent’s internal problem is already settled, he thought. How troublesome.

He tapped his fingertips against his side, deep in thought.

Lucian could deal with White Serpent, but he didn’t like the idea of an unnecessary bloodbath. Still, it was worth keeping an eye on them. After all, since White Serpent had welcomed their new don, it was only natural for him to prove his worth and make a name for himself in the underground.

In other words, Lucian was not surprised that White Serpent was taking the high road.

However, I agreed with Mr. President and Tommy that Dominion will stay low-profile for now.

It was a bad time to confront White Serpent.

Again, Lucian’s brows furrowed at the thought.

Did... they know that this is a bad time for me? Is that why they deliberately left a trail behind, knowing I wouldn’t act excessively?

His lips curved downward, displeased by this conclusion. However, his gut told him it was the truth. The other party knew what was going on, and that was why they had the guts to pull off such a thing.

As Lucian sank deeper into thought, Doctor Wesley studied his side profile.

"Master," the middle-aged man said, breaking the silence. His thin-rimmed glasses rested low on his nose as he carefully drew the syringe from Lucian’s arm, capped it, and then removed the rubber tourniquet from around Lucian’s upper arm.

Lucian blinked and looked at the doctor.

"How have you been, Master?" Doctor Wesley asked carefully, keeping his observant eyes on the big boss. "Have you been... sleeping well?"

"Did you find something wrong with my vitals?" Lucian asked instead of answering.

Doctor Wesley smiled. "So far, the other tests came out all right. But I still need to send the samples for blood work."

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