The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 266

Chapter 266: Maxime Knight Dies!

After hanging up the phone with his wife, a cold smile pulled at the corner of Axel’s lips.

He already knew why his grandfather had summoned him so suddenly.

It was about Maxime.

News spread fast in their world, and the moment word of Maxime’s death reached the Knight elders, they would not sit still.

A quiet sense of relief settled in Axel’s chest. It felt as if a thorn lodged deep inside him had finally been pulled out.

Maxime had been a threat for years, an unpredictable snake that slithered too close to him and also the Knight’s family.

Now that bastard was gone, and the air around Axel felt lighter, cleaner, easier to breathe.

But that relief instantly faded the moment Liam steered the car into the large front yard of the Knight estate.

Axel’s expression hardened instantly.

Parked directly in front of the mansion was a black Rolls-Royce Phantom he recognized all too well—his father’s car.

And not far from it were two others, both belonging to his uncles. All of them here at once.

Perfect. Just what he needed.

He exhaled slowly, forcing down the irritation crawling up his spine. If there was something he disliked more than political dinners, it was family meetings filled with hypocritical smiles and fake concern.

Had his grandfather not insisted on his presence, Axel would have chosen to be anywhere else.

But skipping such a meeting would only raise suspicion. Not today. Not when the timing of Maxime’s death was too convenient.

"Sir, we have arrived..." Liam’s voice broke through his thoughts.

Axel didn’t move immediately. He sat still for a moment, staring ahead at the imposing house he had practically grown up in.

Everything felt colder than usual, as if the walls themselves were preparing to swallow him whole.

Finally, he turned to Liam. "Pay attention to who comes and goes. If you notice anything suspicious or out of the ordinary, text me immediately."

"Will do, sir." Liam nodded firmly, already scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.

Axel pushed the door open and stepped out into the chilled afternoon air.

The moment his shoes hit the gravel, he felt the weight of the entire estate settle on his shoulders. He straightened his coat, set his jaw, and walked forward with the effortless confidence of a man who feared nothing and trusted no one.

The Knight family had gathered.

And judging by the cars outside, this would not be a simple conversation. It would be a war fought with polite words and hidden knives.

Axel was ready for it. Prepared to ignore them all as he usually did.

Before he reached the living room, Axel saw Alfred, his grandfather’s butler, walk quickly to greet him.

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