The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn and Axel) novel Chapter 430

Chapter 430: Confrontation (1)

Axel’s eyes narrowed slightly at the suspicious tone creeping into Evelyn’s voice.

"Yes, dear..." He answered honestly because he didn’t know when he would finish dealing with that bastard.

"How late?"

"I’m not sure." He answered softly.

Another pause. A dangerous one. And, Axel recognized that silence very well.

Evelyn’s voice returned, slow and playful. "Mr. Knight..."

Axel straightened instinctively. "Yes, my love?"

"Are you sure this ’meeting’ involves documents and not some beautiful woman trying to steal my husband?"

Axel nearly choked.

Dylan, standing nearby, visibly stiffened while pretending not to listen.

"My love," Axel replied quickly, panic slipping into his voice despite his best efforts, "this is about work."

"Hmm."

"There is absolutely no woman involved."

"Oh?"

"Believe me..."

"Not even one?"

Axel ran a hand through his hair. "Mrs. Knight—"

"Yes?"

"I am going to lose several years of my life because of you. Please trust me, huh!?"

A brief silence—

Then Evelyn burst into laughter before saying in a playful tone, "You should see your reaction," and giggling. "I was just teasing you."

Axel closed his eyes. Relief washed over him like a sudden wave. "My love..." he exhaled deeply. "That was not funny."

"It was very funny."

"I almost had a heart attack."

"Impossible. You’re too healthy for that."

Axel laughed softly, the tension draining from his shoulders. "Cruel wife."

"Faithful husband."

"Very faithful husband." He responded with a soft chuckle.

After a few more sweet exchanges, Axel finally ended the call just as the elevator doors opened to the underground parking area.

Perfect timing.

Liam was already waiting beside the car.

Axel slipped his phone back into his pocket and walked forward without slowing. Liam immediately opened the rear door.

Dylan moved toward the front seat, settling beside Liam. Axel entered the car alone in the back row.

And as the door closed, the warmth from moments ago slowly faded.

The storm was waiting.

...

The luxury car glided smoothly through the quiet street before finally stopping at the main entrance of one of the city’s most exclusive private restaurants.

The soft glow of the lights reflected on the vehicle’s polished surface, giving the entire scene an air of controlled elegance.

Dylan stepped out first.

He moved quickly, taking over as he opened the rear door for him. "Sir."

Axel emerged without a word.

His expression was calm, but the tension beneath it was unmistakable. His sharp eyes scanned the entrance briefly.

"Sir," Dylan said, glancing at his phone, "I just received a text from him. He is already waiting in the VIP room."

Axel gave no verbal response. He simply began walking.

Dylan followed closely behind.

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