My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 521

Chapter 521: Reborn

Scott opened his eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling. He swallowed hard as memories of what had happened slowly returned—getting shot, then trying to crawl after Marshal while he held Ashley hostage.

Deep down, Scott knew Ashley had deliberately let her guard down.

That was what he had taught her.

"He’s... dead, isn’t he?" he whispered, his gaze still fixed on the ceiling.

He closed his eyes and drew a deep breath, his mind struggling to process what had happened.

How could he?

For decades, Marshal Di Carpio had reigned over an entire continent. He had been untouchable. But now... it all felt like a dream.

"Are you still not going to tell me why you stayed with him?"

A familiar voice suddenly broke the silence.

Scott slowly opened his eyes and turned toward the source. Ashley was leaning against the open window, her arms crossed. The curtains had been drawn aside, but the soft breeze still made them flutter behind her.

"You’re here?" His voice came out hoarse.

"You didn’t sense me?" Ashley shifted her gaze toward him. "That’s odd. Is it the painkillers, or have your senses really dulled?"

She pushed herself away from the window and sauntered toward him. Grabbing a chair, she dragged it closer, its legs scraping softly against the floor.

Once seated, she leaned back and crossed one leg over the other.

"Or did your student finally surpass you?" she continued quietly. "I’d like to think it’s the latter."

Scott didn’t react. He simply stared at her in silence.

"Is he dead?" he asked after a long pause.

"What do you think?" she returned, raising her brows slightly. "You’re the one who taught me everything I needed to know about completing a mission. And my mission was to end him."

Scott swallowed, his breathing growing heavier. "I see."

That was all he said before looking away.

"So, he’s gone."

"Does that make you sad?" Ashley asked out of genuine curiosity as she watched him close his eyes again.

As expected, he didn’t answer.

"Probably not, then," she guessed unnecessarily. "But you don’t look relieved either."

Keeping his eyes closed, Scott asked, "What’s going to happen to me?"

"I don’t know." She shook her head. "I didn’t think that far ahead."

And that was the truth.

Her mission to take down Marshal had focused on only two things: sever his limbs and force him to his knees. Then, cut off his head.

As for those who stood in her way, they had all been sent straight to the burning gates of hell.

But Scott?

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