110. We Have To Go

Sofia's POV

The more I thought about him, the more difficult it was to leave so I simply tuned my mind to remind me of the cheater and the liar he was, ignoring the fact that I was alive because of him.

If I hadn't left California with him, there'd be no Mafia Princess to save right now.

All credit to him but I gotta go now.

My past calls for me.

I disabled the footage at the paths I'll take and was about to figure out a way to make him leave the hallway when he suddenly left.

He appeared to be heading for his room.

Quickly, I took that small window and left.

I had my important things stuffed inside a backpack already, knowing there was a chance of never returning to this mansion in my life.

And also had to carry my art painting which held good memories of my past.

With a pistol tucked behind me, I entered the underground wine cellar to see the tall shelves that held liquors of various brands.

Walking between rows of em, I noticed stacked crates around and the arrangement was the beau