The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 298

Elena at least looked happier than she had went the trip had started. Plus, she was decent at using a gun now. She definitely wasn't a marksman by any means and Massimo doubted she would be able to use any weapon beyond the handgun she had practiced with, but she was at least competent.

She could probably hit her attacker, at the very least. Not bad for less than a week of practice.

As the two got into the car, an idea entered Massimo's head. "Elena, why don't you compete in the hunting competition at the winter party?" Massimo suggested.

Elena frowned. "We need to make sure the Ferraro family shows off all our talents—everything from shooting to fighting to leadership skills," Elena stressed. "So we all need to be flawless, and my shooting skills are not up to that level."

"Well, yes, but you're not going to be judged to the same standards as me—or even my men," Massimo argued.

"True, but even by a mafia woman's standards, I'm not good," Elena insisted. "I don't want to taint you by association."

Massimo frowned. Where was that smile from when she managed to land a torso shot?

"They'll be different ranks people can compete in at the hunting competition," Massimo explained, "so it would be good to have a Ferraro in one of the lower levels anyways—you'll be against other women and young boys. And yes, while all scores from each rank will be added to a family's overall score for the total competition, my subordinates and I will be talented enough to easily win it all ourselves. Even if you perform pitifully, we'll distract from any failures."

Elena stayed silent for a long moment. Massimo actually bothered to start the car and begin their drive back home. It was only after driving for several minutes that Elena decided to break the silence.

"Fine, I'll compete," she agreed, "if only so I can be social with some of the other mafia women. But I still want to practice between now and the hunting party. The Mafia Queen should be performing at her best, after all."

"Naturally," Massimo said. "I'll keep teaching you and helping you practice."

Massimo and Elena had barely arrived home before they were overwhelmed with preparations for the Ferraro's winter hunting party. Elena wasn't surprised. She just did her best to keep up.

Once outside, Sloane wasted no time in getting to the point.

"I'm sorry, Elena," Sloane said, "but we need an answer for Noah's deal soon from Massimo."

Elena frowned. "Why?" she asked. "Did something happen to him—or you?"

Sloane shook her head. "We just need an answer before the Ferraro's upcoming party," Sloane restated. "Or something really bad might happen."

Sloane hesitated a moment before biting her lip. Her eyes were shiny from unshed tears.

"Trust me, Elena," Sloane begged. "Something bad could happen if this isn't settled soon—you could die, Elena."