My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349: A Great Man Like You

When did Raka first meet Lucian?

Raka racked his brain, but all he could remember were the times he had berated the man.

The dented car flashed through his mind like a curse.

Then came the parent-teacher meeting.

All those mornings he had honked impatiently at Lucian outside the school gates.

The Foundation Day games.

And after that... every rude remark, every dismissive comment.

Every time he had looked down on Ashley and Lucian.

Even today, while Lucian was driving him to this building, Raka hadn’t been able to stop criticizing him.

All of it replayed in his head like a broken record.

"Is he okay?" Ashley wondered aloud from across the coffee table, eyeing Raka curiously. "It feels like his soul left his body."

"He must be shocked," Lucian remarked before glancing at Gustav. "Perhaps he’s shocked that Gustav is being nice to him. Were you not nice to him, Gustav?"

Standing nearby, Gustav lowered his head. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"I believe Mr. Jean is more surprised that you’re the person behind this company, sir." He lifted his head and added politely, "You should have told him beforehand."

"I tried," Lucian said.

Ashley immediately nodded.

"My husband tried."

She had absolutely no idea whether he had tried or not. All she knew was that her job was to side with him. Always.

Lucian turned back to Raka.

"However, I wasn’t given many opportunities to clear up the misunderstanding."

"I’m sorry, Mr. Jean," he continued sincerely. "I never intended for this to happen."

The moment Ashley heard that, she scooted closer to Lucian and puffed out her chest.

"My husband’s sorry," she declared with a sharp nod. "Forgive him now."

Raka remained motionless. His brain seemed to restart itself over and over again, yet nothing changed.

Eventually, his gaze drifted toward the couple. The moment it did, he jolted backward.

"No." One hand clutched his chest. Horror spread across his face before he narrowed his eyes suspiciously at them.

Lucian narrowed his eyes.

Ashley narrowed hers as well.

Even Gustav narrowed his eyes.

A second later, Raka laughed.

"No. No, no, no." He shook his head and touched his temple. "This has to be a prank."

His gaze darted around. "Where’s the hidden camera?"

The trio blinked at him.

When nobody answered, Raka leaned forward with wide eyes.

"Did you drive me to a different building?" he demanded, staring at Lucian. "Tell me the truth."

Lucian shook his head.

"Then explain how you’re the chairman!" Raka slapped the coffee table. "None of this makes sense! You drive that old piece of junk!"

He pointed dramatically. "And she sometimes picks up your son on a bicycle! A bicycle!"

Again, silence filled the room. Three full seconds passed. Then Lucian spoke.

"My car is not a piece of junk."

"And what’s wrong with using a bicycle?" Ashley added. "It’s exercise for me and Primo."

Gustav subtly leaned back, glancing between the couple.

He was already accustomed to Lucian focusing on completely irrelevant details at the worst possible moments.

Ashley, however, somehow managed to be even worse.

At times like these, Gustav could clearly see why the two got along so well.

They were alike in the strangest ways.

"Mr. Jean." Gustav cleared his throat. "My boss drives that car because of its engine. Also, it may look old, but that’s because he doesn’t enjoy driving vehicles that attract too much attention."

It wasn’t exactly a lie, just not the whole truth.

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