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Chapter 208: Where's Ralph?
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[Juliette’s POV]Papa looked like he had just seen a ghost. But in the blink of any eye, he was smiling again, cordially. ‘Have we met?’ he asked, his eyes straightforward. There was a commanding tone in his voice that would usually intimidate me—and many of the staff. But Ben remained unfazed—much like Ralph. For some reason, I felt as though Ralph was standing before me, not Ben. ‘You might have missed me, Sir.’ Chuckled Ben and took a sip from his wine glass. ‘So you’re the CEO of Smith Corp?’ Papa was scrutinising Ben for a clue to make sense of Ben’s presence. And Ben gave a toast to the air between them and replied, ‘Indeed I am. And you look like you’re about to call the cops on me.’ The men fell into a polite chuckle, seemingly to diffuse the tension, but their wary gazes made the air colder. Jewel and I couldn’t stop staring at each other. I was trying to find a way to get a word of Ralph, wanting to find out how he was, while Jewel looked like she was deciding betwe
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[Ben’s POV]The giant, crazy-ass, punching machine was finally himself this morning. Sitting in bed, staring out of the window, Ben couldn’t hold back a sigh and strolled into the bedroom. ‘Your plan worked,’ he said quietly. ‘How long was I out?’ ‘Not long.’ Ben moved closer and sat on the end of bed. ‘How long?’ Insisted the deep voice. ‘Two days.’ Ben observed his best friend closely as silence fell between them once more. ‘You look the pinkest of health,’ he joked. But Ralph remained non-responsive. Ben cleared his throat lightly, his brain churning furiously for the next thing to say, and then a spark connected. ‘Harold Lux believes that we’re enemies now. Our company is free from his scrutiny.’ ‘How’s the party?’ asked the beast in a quiet tone. Ralph never cared for any parties so Ben knew that he was truly asking for Juliette. But Ben wasn’t sure if Ralph was ready to hear the name once more. ‘Sickeningly posh, if you know what I mean.’ Ben chuckled, hiding his conce
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[Juliette’s POV]‘What are you gonna do?’ asked Agatha, her hand rubbing the back of my head in a coaxing way. We were in my bathroom with hot water running into the bathtub. Her voice lowered with solemn concern. ‘Are you gonna keep it?’ I pulled back and wiped the back of my hand across my eyes, then took the towel from Agatha and blew into it. Then, I stared at the tiled floors as my thoughts gathered themselves. Agatha waited patiently, checking the water temperature and adjusting it with the taps. Once I was naked in the bath, everything became clear to me. ‘I’m keeping it,’ I whispered tinily, still feeling a little afraid of what might come. But the thought of having a mini-Ralph, one whose childhood would be filled with ordinary sunshine and rain, gave me a greater nudge than I expected. ‘I’ll raise it.’ I repeated more firmly, feeling so much better. I leaned against the back of the tub and sighed, closing my eyes to figure out the Math of this. ‘Papa mustn’t know.’ Ig
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 212: The Mafia King is Back
[Juliette’s POV]Quietly and stealthily, I got out of there before I heard the next word. I do miss Ralph. But for some reason, I couldn’t bear to hear another word about him. Like I wanted to keep him frozen in a portrait that I painted of him, out of the good times we’ve had together. He would always be the Ralph that was before my betrayal. My fiercely loving husband. But no matter how much I looked at the portrait and ignored time, the growing dust would always remind me of the passing time—and my growing belly—and how this baby would arrive in my arms without Ralph by my side. I’ve told myself many times to stay strong. For the baby. I’m a mother now. If I couldn’t be strong for it, who would? But there will always be times when the monster of my own doing would come and gnaw my insides, clawing for my heart. It would always succeed and drive me back into that hole of black emptiness. I love you, kitten…. I hugged myself and realised that I was back in the field, and the su
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[Juliette’s POV]I want to slap that man. ‘Are you saying that I’ve been secretly talking to Ralph behind Papa’s back?’ ‘Have you?’ The lawyer was heaving in fury. How dare he. ‘Betray Papa?’ I asked, my own fury matching his. ‘Are you asking me that right now?’ ‘Yes.’ His eyes bored into mine, challenging me to avoid the question like a guilty rat. So I held my chin high and held his gaze. ‘I’ve not seen Ralph since that time in the ladies’ room. Ask Janet. She has all my schedule. Ask the driver. He follows me everywhere. Ask Agatha. She’s with me all the time at the mansion.’‘These are all your people,’ retorted Uncle Jerry. ‘Really?’ I chuckled bitterly. ‘Did I hire Janet? Or the driver? Or Agatha?’ ‘Agatha basically raised you. So she’s on your side, of course.’ I stepped forward, teeth gritting in anger. ‘ASK HER THEN. Why don’t you? She’s loyal to Papa. She’ll tell you everything.’ ‘Juliette knows nothing.’ Father intervened. He gave an eye to Uncle Jerry which immedia
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 214: Juliette Steps Up For Her Man
[Juliette’s POV]It was a week after that. To find Ralph’s evidence, I’ve got to start from Ralph’s contract with Papa, and Uncle Jerry drafts all of Papa’s important contracts like the ones that concern the Lux assets. And Uncle Jerry has a habit of keeping a soft copy of every contract he’s drafted. So it must be in his laptop, which he carries around like his ID. If I’m Papa, I’d know of the contract’s existence. What do I do to evoke it? My best friend must know about it. Including those who are loyal to me and whom I can depend on for assistance. Then, my staff—and then my household. Now, how would I void the same contract without any legal consequences? How to convince everyone that what they thought existed never did?If I let only a trusted few in on the entire plan, then I only need to tell the others that they’ve been duped. People don’t like to be made a fool, but they also don’t want to appear like one. So if enough people believed what Papa said, the rest would follow.
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Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 216: The Mafia King's Love
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