My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 240

Chapter 240: The Quiet Corruption

Later that day, Lucian sat in the backseat of the car, deep in thought.

His eyes were fixed on the window beside him as he drew a slow breath and massaged the bridge of his nose. Gustav’s report from earlier kept replaying in his head, making it throb faintly.

"Master, our initial investigation came back clean."

"I’ve double-checked, and it doesn’t appear that anyone around us has turned on us."

"However, I did notice some unusual movements in a few of our territories. Nothing suspicious enough to confirm a betrayal, but I’m still looking into it."

Those were the words circling in Lucian’s head, almost making him nauseous.

He dropped his hand and tilted his head back, eyes sliding to the window. He reached out and pressed the button, holding it until the outside air hit his forehead.

He sat with his thoughts for a moment, retracing every step he had taken when he fully assumed control of Dominion. Those days had been a bloodbath; Lucian had eliminated every threat, every person who had openly opposed him.

But aside from Gustav’s clean report, Lucian had another problem weighing on him.

He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts, stopping on Emma’s name. His thumb hovered over it, hesitation clear in his eyes. In the end, he scrolled past it, only to pause on another name.

[My Boo]

"..."

Lucian stared at it, reading the name over and over again, eyes drifting to the ghost emoji at the end.

Should I... ask her to look into it?

But the moment the thought crossed him, another followed: what would it cost?

Should he really pull her into something like this? Into something he should be able to fix before it could threaten everything he had built?

He turned it over in his mind, knowing Ghost’s network could help him. But before he could reach a decision, his phone lit up with an international number on the screen.

He answered, but said nothing.

"Master," came a man’s voice from the other end. "I came to check the facility you asked me to look into, but... the people you had stationed here are gone."

Lucian didn’t answer. His expression didn’t change. But his jaw tightened.

"Find them," he ordered coldly.

The man on the other end had already brought him an answer. "I’m afraid that’s not possible, Master."

He paused with a heavy exhale.

"They were found dead," the man said quietly. "From what I’ve gathered, they were dumped in a river. With no identification on them, they’ve been recorded as John Does."

Lucian drew a slow breath and pinched the bridge of his nose again.

"What else?" he asked, fingers moving to his brow.

Sure enough, there was more. "Master, the patient is gone as well. According to the facility, you ordered a transfer. But when I checked, the patient never arrived at the receiving hospital."

"We’re still looking into it," the man continued, "but the way things are moving... we may not find any clear leads."

Lucian lowered his hand and leaned back, phone pressed to his ear.

"I see," he said, his voice flat and cold. "Call me if anything changes."

"Yes, Master."

He hung up and stared at the phone. His grip on it tightened until his hand trembled slightly. His other hand reached up to loosen his tie.

"I requested a transfer?" he said to himself, a short scoff escaping him as he leaned back. "How did this not reach me in time?"

Question after question ran through his mind as the full scale of the problem came into focus. He had expected something like this. But having it confirmed, feeling his worst fears beginning to take shape, was like an invisible hand slowly closing around his throat.

His breathing had grown shorter, chest tightening by the second, when the driver’s voice cut through.

"Master, we’re here!"

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