The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 299

"Mom," Elena said seriously, "what do you mean by that?"

"I mean that the Ferraro's winter party is going to be dangerous!" Sloane exploded.

It was clear from her tone and expression that Sloane was terrified and worked up from being terrified. She fidgeted with her hands. Elena wondered if Sloane also had the habit of pacing or worrying her bottom lip when she was stressed—and that she was just holding back as to not scare Elena.

"I heard there's going to be a hunting competition," Sloane continued. "Is that true?"

Elena nodded. Sloane immediately frowned.

"That means dons and their family members can openly carry guns," Sloane said desperately. "Do you know how easy it would be to injure or kill someone in the middle of the woods while making it look like an accident!"

Elena blinked at Sloane's clear panic, completely taken off guard. Sure, Elena had figured there would be some risks with an event of this size, but she hadn't thought too much about the details. It seemed Sloane had thought about them in Elena's stead—and then overthought them.

Sloane grabbed onto Elena's arm as her worries overtook her. The grip wasn't uncomfortable, but Elena found it difficult to look at her mother in such clear distress.

"Elena, think this through—there's going to be so many families there that some of them must be working with the Morello family or some other enemy of Massimo. That's just statistic! Hell, everyone else from the Morello family besides Tyler can come to the party because only their don is banned from New York," Sloane explained.

"Mom," Elena said, trying to force as much calm and comfort into that one word as she could, "trust me, we've thought about security. It's one of our top priorities."

Sloane just shook her head. "Even if that's true, they'll be so many eyes on you," Sloane argued, "that it will become much harder to make you disappear."

"Disappear?" Elena repeated, confused.

"Disappear from the mafia life—when Massimo takes the deal and you come to California with Noah and I," Sloane explained. "Right now, most families and even dons outside of New York haven't seen your face. They just know some vague descriptions."

"He?" Sloane pressed.

"And I want to talk to him before I make my decision," Elena finished.

Sloane's eyes lit up with a mischievous glint. "Well, if you want to bring that nice young lawyer to California, that's allowed," she said coyly.

Elena didn't feel like correcting her mother on who her real lover was. She'd have time for that later.

Maybe. If Max could actually come, one day, to California.

Sloane suddenly gave Elena a tight hug. "Just remember," Sloane warned, "as long as this man isn't in the mafia, he can go to California at any time. You're the one who's options are limited and running on a timer—so make the best choice for you."