The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 360

Chapter 360: Did Aunty Martha Suspect Something?

Axel settled into his chair behind the desk, the leather creaking softly beneath his weight.

He pulled his phone from his pocket. The faint smile that had lingered from teasing Dylan faded into a focused calm as he scrolled through his contacts.

When he found the name he wanted, he dialed immediately.

The call connected after two rings.

"Good evening, Boss," Ethan greeted politely from the other end.

Axel did not bother with small talk. "How is everything with the Martinez family? Why is there no news about them?"

A soft chuckle came through the phone, easing Axel’s tension just a little.

"Relax," Ethan said. "They already know about her death. They are returning her to their family home. But they are embarrassed about it, so they are keeping the information secret. Only close relatives know. That is why you have not seen any news about her death."

Axel’s upper lip curled into a faint, satisfied smile.

"Good," he said. "But do not stop monitoring their every move."

"Of course."

Axel leaned back in his chair, tapping a finger lightly against the armrest. "What about the Wright Group matter?"

There was a brief pause. Ethan took a deep breath before responding.

"We have taken care of the problem in Grayenfall," Ethan reported. "But something is strange."

Axel’s eyebrow knitted slightly. "Strange?"

"Usually, they would come back with other means. Trying to tarnish our reputation or mess with our business," Ethan explained. "But suddenly, they stopped. It is like they no longer want to spread their wings in Grayenfall."

The suspicion in Ethan’s tone was unmistakable.

Axel went silent for a moment. His gaze fixed on the dark window, the reflection of his own eyes staring back at him. His mind moved quickly, calculating possibilities.

"Boss?" Ethan called. "Are you still there?"

Axel cleared his throat, snapping back to the present.

"I think their focus is now on that girl’s death," Axel replied, his voice low and cold enough to frost glass. "Did you leave a trace? Why do they seem suspicious?"

"Of course not," Ethan answered confidently. "There is no way they found a lead that could trace us back to her."

The certainty in Ethan’s tone should have been reassuring.

But it was not.

Axel could not shake the faint unease crawling in his chest. He had spent years learning to trust his instincts.

And right now, his instincts whispered that something was moving beneath the surface of the Martinez family. Something he could not yet see.

Still, pressing Ethan further would bring no new answers. If there was a missing piece, it would come from someone else.

From Collins.

Axel exhaled slowly, masking his thoughts behind a calm voice.

"Alright. I trust you. Focus on the Wright Group for now. I will contact you if I need you."

"Okay, boss," Ethan replied playfully, as if discussing corporate strategies and silent wars were just another part of their midnight call routine.

The call ended.

Axel placed the phone on his desk and leaned back, his fingers steepled in front of him. The room was quiet again.

Outside, the city lights glowed against the garden. Inside, Axel’s eyes sharpened with quiet resolve.

If the Martinez family was moving in the shadows, he would be ready.

Axel did not waste any more time.

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