My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 544

Chapter 544: Slap Incoming

"Dealing with her was a good pastime."

Ashley’s mind went blank for a second, her eyes widening as she stared at him.

She didn’t want to believe what she had just heard.

How could she?

The June she knew was a kind, gentle soul. Someone who wanted to go against his family’s political legacy and become a good public servant—someone untouched by corruption, bribery, or connections to people in the underworld like Marshal.

After all, one of the people tied to Marshal was June’s grandfather.

That was how their families became connected in the first place.

Still smiling, June looked at her.

"Haha." He chuckled at the shock plastered across her face. "Look at you. I thought you knew what I was doing. I thought you had some common sense in you."

Ashley blinked.

"I’ve always enjoyed my time with you and Isabella, Ash," he continued in the same gentle tone he had always used with her. "Isabella knew I was interested in her, and she made it clear that she only saw me as a friend. And yet, every time I shifted even a little bit of that attention toward you, she started doing all sorts of things."

He smiled, chuckling again.

"That’s why whenever I got bored, I made sure she saw me looking at you instead of her." His smile widened. "She’d lose her mind."

"Hah." Ashley let out a shallow scoff as her mind slowly pieced things together.

"Did that surprise you?"

"No. I mean... yes," she admitted. "I’ve never seen this side of you before. But go on. I might need to add this one to my toolkit."

June chuckled. "You’re funny."

She shrugged.

"I was a little worried you’d hate me for it," he said, offering her another smile. "But at the back of my mind, I was hoping you wouldn’t hold it against me. Or rather, I was hoping you already had your suspicions."

No.

Ashley hadn’t suspected a thing.

She had never once suspected that the person she considered a friend was this good at deceiving people.

How had she missed it?

Then again, perhaps she should’ve known.

June came from a political dynasty filled with people who were nothing like the personas they presented to the public. Ashley had seen firsthand how hypocritical his family could be.

She had always wondered how June had somehow turned out differently.

Turns out, he hadn’t.

He had simply mastered the act earlier than everyone else.

"God." Ashley shook her head and gripped the armrest, pushing herself to her feet. "I pity the taxpayers in your country once your grandfather takes office."

She had heard that June’s grandfather was running for president. She also knew there had been growing problems between Marshal and the old man before Marshal’s downfall—something involving their respective cuts from an illegal business.

Ashley had already gained far more clarity than she ever asked for.

And before this conversation made her see red, she decided it was better to walk away.

She had only taken a few steps when June rose to his feet.

"Where is Isabella?"

Ashley stopped dead in her tracks. Her brows knitted together.

Slowly, she looked back at him.

June merely raised his brows.

"It’s okay," he said with a smile. "I don’t judge you for taking down your own father. All I want to know is where Isabella is."

His smile remained. "I’m not done with her yet."

Ashley stared at him.

June paused as though considering how best to convince her.

"Even though I never saw a future with her, I still want to see her face when she has nothing left and has to crawl to my feet." His eyes brightened slightly. "Maybe I’ll make her lick my boots. Or get her pregnant and keep her hidden somewhere, where she can raise our child..."

His smile deepened. "Or kill it. Whichever she wants."

The longer June spoke, the more excited he sounded.

As if none of the things coming out of his mouth were disgusting.

Even though Ashley herself could slit Isabella’s throat without a second of hesitation, hearing June talk about her like that made her stomach turn.

Ashley simply stared at him.

For the first time, she felt as though she was finally seeing June for who he really was.

No wonder Lucian had never liked him.

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