The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

“Then it’s the only thing that isn’t a huge problem,” Massimo sulked.

Elena sat down next to him. “What’s bothering you?”

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“The Contis keep pushing for more and more power,” Massimo admitted. “That lucky number nonsense was made up on the spot to make us look bad. And why would anyone bring up the lack of dinner reservations when you arrived several days ahead of schedule?”

“They’re just people, Massimo,” Elena replied. “Not everyone is trying to be logi Some people do have strange superstitions, and not everyone is always careful with

“the time like you.

“You can’t deny they end up making bids for power in all these situations though,” Massimo insisted. “They want me to know they’re still a family full of their own power, and that I have to recognize and respect that.”

“Or,” Elena suggested, “they’re tired from their flight and then a terrible ordeal where a close family member almost died.”

Elena could tell Massimo was about to close himself off to her and her thoughts, so she physically got closer to him. Massimo looked up at Elena as she moved, and she held his gaze with a serious expression.

“You’re getting too caught up in pure logic,” Elena said. “You need to consider things from an emotional angle, too, or you’ll miss the obvious. Or, even worse, you’ll end up making enemies instead of allies.”

Massimo looked at Elena’s bright eyes. She was determined to get him to see her perspective, and Massimo couldn’t help but admire her stubborn nature.

But he was more touched by the open admiration he saw reflected in those bright eyes. She had so much faith that Massimo could and would listen to her advice. That Massimo–the cold, cut–off, always logical Mafia King–was capable of seeing emotions he could barely name.

Massimo recalled Luca, and even Fabio on occasion, looking at a younger Massimo like that. Like he would always rise to a new challenge and simply conquer it. That Massimo’s victory was already guaranteed.

“I’ll try,” Massimo finally said. “If only because I want to be the type of leader you think I’m capable of being.”

Time marched on all too quickly. At a quarter to nine, Elena and Massimo went down to the lobby and headed to the Grand Mermaid Hotel Restaurant.

It wasn’t hard to find–a sign at the check–in desk pointed to the back of the open room. From there, it was obvious from the painted image of a buffet all served on a sea–shell which door led to the restaurant.

“Table for eight,” Massimo told the host.

“It will be about ten minutes,” the host told him. “Please wait over in the lobby. There’s more comfortable benches there.”

Massimo sighed. Elena could tell the host was getting uncomfortable–she clearly realized Massimo was annoyed and Massimo was rather scary. So Elena hooked her arm with Massimo.

“Sounds great. Thank you,” she said before whisking her boss away.

Elena found them a plush couch in a corner relatively out of the way. She sat down and Massimo followed her lead.

“Don’t frown,” Elena told Massimo. “The table will be ready before 9. Nothing’s going wrong.”

“I’m aware,” he replied in a cold voice.

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Elena sighed. “Just remember what I told you,” she said softly.

“I will,” Massimo promised.

Elena smiled.

Before she could say another word though, they both heard a commotion coming from back at the restaurant. It sounded like a couple was having a loud argument.

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