The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180

The dons on either side of Consigliere Leo laughed politely, clearly uncomfortable with the implication of Leo’s

words.

“She’s certainly as clever as a doctor,” Don Grasso said with a smile.

“Isn’t she though?” Consigliere Leo replied. “But Don Abano, you’ve met the Ferraro’s family physician, haven’t you? Wouldn’t you say our dear Mafia Queen bears a strong resemblance to her?”

Elena fought her nerves as she looked at Don Abano. She merely raised an eyebrow at him as the older man looked at her.

“Perhaps,” Don Abano finally said. “But I must confess I didn’t get a good look at her.”

Elena wanted to frown. Don Abano had been standing next to her when she was playing Russian Roulette for her life! The idea that such a life–threatening, memorable moment was so forgettable to him made Elena’s stomach

churn.

But, for once, the mafia’s blatant sexism was working to her benefit. No one seemingly remembered Elena Vitale, the Ferraro family’s most trusted doctor. It probably helped that Elena avoided dressing in this extravagant, mafia style she now wore whenever she went to events as a doctor.

But Consigliere Leo wasn’t giving up. “She’s dressed more extravagantly now, like a real mafia lady, but really look and I’m sure you’ll see it. And didn’t the two women share the same name?”

Elena felt the energy of the room shift as Consigliere Leo spoke. People were beginning to look at her more closely–more seriously.

And they were beginning to think Consigliere Leo’s words had truth to them.

“She wore suits at the other events, but don’t you think…”

“Elena isn’t too common of a name in New York….”

“Now that he mentions it, the resemblance is uncanny…”

Elena felt her mouth dry up. She didn’t know what to say. How could she save face and spare Massimo humiliation?

Massimo set his glass down loudly on the table. All eyes turned to him.

“If everyone’s so curious as to my wife’s identity, you can simply ask,” Massimo said coldly. “Yes, Elena is my doctor, and also my wife.”

Massimo had hoped to avoid sharing this information with the mafia families, but he had no choice. He couldn’t let Leo–and by extension, Tyler–bad–mouth his judgment. And rumors, even if they were ignored, could spiral and destroy a lot.

“Why shouldn’t I want a clever woman?” Massimo continued. “I need someone with good judgment and plenty of knowledge to rule beside me–a woman who studied tirelessly to become the best doctor in New York would obviously attract my attention.”

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“Our Don of All Dons makes a wonderful point!” Leo all but applauded. Massimo was sick of this ma cheeriness, but it seemed to be Leo’s go–to tactic, “But I can now see why my don spiraled into, if I’m being quite honest, madness.”

So this was Leo’s play. Massimo had figured if Leo just wanted the more conservative mafia members to oppose his relationship with someone of the working class. But it turned out Leo was more clever than that.

“No wonder you were so desperate to get your lover out of Don Morello’s clutches,” Leo continued. “If I had a woman as wonderful as yours, I too would call a meeting, before all the dons to free her.”

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