CHAPTER 55: A RUSE WITH MY FATHER

Javier

The show playing on the TV didn't make me recognize that someone else was inside with me.

“So this is all you use your time and power to do?” I turned back to the familiar voice and muted the TV.

“Hello father, what do you want?” I said so casually.

He motioned forward, wearing a stupid smile on his face. “Can I at least sit?”

“Please help yourself,” I signaled him.

I called for one of the guards, asking him to bring a glass of water for my father.

“Didn't you get the emergency message that came in earlier today?”

“I did,” I shrugged my shoulders and relaxed in my chair. “I just chose to not attend. Who dares summon the lord of the Italian mafia like a dog?”

“It was your wife, Marianna,” he said with a lingering smile on the corner of his lips and instantly, I met his gaze properly.

By now, I sat properly. “Which Marianna? Marianna came to the house? Are you sure about what you are saying?”

Unfazed, my father gulped down the glass of water brought to him. “Do I look like I'm jo