My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138: I Want To Go

"Gustav, you are Dominion’s right hand for a reason."

"I understand you opposed this marriage from the beginning. However, I believe your emotions have been clouding your judgment."

"Take a step back and observe from an unbiased perspective, Gustav."

Regardless of the confusing remarks Lucian had uttered, these words stuck with Gustav.

It was rare for Lucian to say things like this to him. Lucian would only speak his mind this way when he was beginning to be concerned.

"What do I think of that woman before she entered Dominion?" he hummed to himself, recalling Lucian’s question.

Gustav stopped in his tracks, realizing he had been walking aimlessly. Snapping out of his thoughts, he shifted his gaze to the people in the lobby.

A few helpers were working under Nolan’s supervision. Primo was also there, checking the boxes they were carrying. Then there was Ashley, who seemed to be pretending to check just to make herself look useful.

"Clearly, she has no idea what she’s doing," he muttered, standing in place as he studied her.

Just two minutes of watching Ashley was like watching a dance group where one member kept skipping practice.

She simply copied Primo and Nolan, nodding whenever they did.

"What kind of person did the Di Carpios create?" he muttered, his face twisting. "This... oblivious kind."

If this had been before, Gustav would’ve been more careful with his assessment of Ashley. But the more he interacted with her and observed her actions, the more ashamed he felt for ever thinking she was capable.

Just because she was sent on missions doesn’t mean she was capable, he thought. Maybe it sharpened her survival instincts, but that was all.

"What am I thinking?" he whispered, shaking his head with a light chuckle.

But then, Gustav paused as he sensed someone looking in his direction. When he turned, his gaze landed straight on Ashley, Primo, and Nolan.

His brows knitted as he saw Ashley smiling from ear to ear, nodding along with Nolan.

"Was it just me?" he whispered, narrowing his eyes. "Mhm... I’m probably just overthinking."

With that, Gustav convinced himself and glanced at her one more time. This time, he caught Ashley briefly glancing to her right.

Gustav didn’t know what came over him, but before he could question it, his eyes followed the direction she had looked.

The moment he did, it felt like a bucket of ice-cold water had been poured over him.

There, he saw his own reflection in one of the large vases nearby.

A second later, he snapped his eyes back to Ashley.

"Primo, let’s go check on Betty~! We’re done now, right?" she mused happily.

But Gustav simply stared at her oblivious-looking smile, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"Has she been... watching me?" he asked himself, a strange sense of dread creeping up his spine.

Again, he lifted his gaze, following Ashley as she walked away with Nolan and Primo.

"No," he whispered. "That’s just a coincidence. It’s too early to jump to conclusions."

He nodded to himself, convincing himself one more that she had only turned out of habit—nothing more.

When Gustav was almost convinced, he told himself to stop overthinking and get back to work. But he barely took a step when Lucian’s voice echoed in his head.

"I believe your emotions have been clouding your judgment. Take a step back and observe from an unbiased perspective, Gustav."

Slowly, his brows rose as he looked back toward the lobby. But Ashley, Nolan, and Primo were no longer there.

"Take a step back..." he whispered. "...and observe."

Meanwhile, in the plantation...

Lucian’s intention in sending Primo to a boarding school is to help him experience life beyond this territory, she thought. From what I know, it was Lucian’s last resort to make Primo speak.

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