The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380: Ambush?

"That’s too simple," Renata replied. "A few days ago, they dropped everything. Completely withdrew. Especially after we handled Natalie Martinez. Now suddenly they’re attacking Wright logistics again?" She shook her head. "Something doesn’t line up."

Ethan watched her, silent for a moment, then nodded once.

"That’s your second assignment," he said. "Find out why."

Renata’s lips curved into a slow grin. "Now that sounds fun."

"Keep me updated." Ethan finally stood, straightening his jacket.

"Yes, Boss E." Renata leaned back in her chair, eyes gleaming like a predator already tracking prey.

As Ethan walked toward the door, Renata called after him, voice light but edged with danger. "E, by the way, if the Martinez Group wanted a war... I’ll make sure they remember who started it."

Ethan didn’t turn back. But his smile, small and cold, said everything.

...

The night had deepened by the time Ethan finally left the X-Guard headquarters.

Snow drifted lazily from the sky, soft white flakes swirling under the streetlights like tiny falling stars.

The town had quieted, the kind of silence that usually soothed restless minds.

But Ethan’s mind was anything but calm.

He drove toward his house a few miles away, one hand steady on the steering wheel, the other resting casually near the gear shift.

His eyes were forward, but his thoughts replayed everything from the past days.

The sabotage in Velden.

The Martinez Group is crawling back like cockroaches after he had already stepped on their tails. The uneasy feeling Renata had voiced.

He exhaled slowly.

He wanted it all resolved before the new year arrived. Clean slate. Fresh start. No lingering enemies. No unfinished messes.

Unfortunately, life rarely listens to wishes.

His eyes flicked to the rearview mirror and saw one black van.

He frowned slightly. Probably a coincidence.

A few seconds later, another glance.

Still there.

He changed lanes. The van changed lanes, too.

He turned onto a quieter road leading away from his neighborhood.

The van followed.

A second black van appeared behind the first.

Ethan let out a short breath, half laugh, half annoyance.

"Ambush?" he muttered under his breath. "Or am I just feeling dramatic tonight?"

He tried to dismiss the thought. But instinct was a cruelly honest companion, and his instincts were screaming.

He tested them.

At the next intersection, he made a sudden turn onto a narrow street that led nowhere near his home.

Both vans followed without hesitation.

His lips curved into a slow, amused smirk.

"So that’s how it is. They wanted to play with me..."

He accelerated. Snow scattered under his tires. The vans sped up as well, now closing the distance.

Then a third vehicle appeared.

Ethan raised his eyebrows. "Wow. You guys came in bulk. Must be a holiday sale."

He could have called Renata. Could have contacted X-Guard. Could have summoned a response team in minutes.

But Ethan Wright had never been the kind of man to run from trouble.

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