All Chapters of Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

James.As ecstatic as I was regarding the court's decision, I knew the many problems I dealt with on the regular wouldn't be silenced. My focus shifted from the Cartwright situation, even if they threatened to the end, to the one with my uncle and damned cousin.Ronaldo was a snake.I really wanted to leave this mafia business behind, especially after it took my daughter from me. My heart once again clenched as I thought about that, my eyes closed as I let out a soft sigh. She hadn't deserved that, and the world had lost a wonderful person during that shootout.The grief would never leave, and things like what happened in court would constantly remind me of it. Though, actual activity within the damn situations like Ronaldo and the former Don would be somewhat more of a pressing matter.Why had he made me the Don? I didn't want it. I just wanted to live a normal life, at this point. Yet here I was, dealing with Ronaldo's tantrum. His attempt to pin his fa

Neal.I could already tell Becca's tone was off. Maybe this was a bad time to call, but I couldn't get her out of my head. Currently, I was sitting on my couch, staring at the wall and biting my lip.It was too late to go back now. I had to go all in on this. Maybe she did miss me. I knew I should have been working on that job so Allegra would finally be able to stop worrying about it, but I couldn't help these emotions tearing me apart. I needed to know if she missed me too. There would be some solace in that, right?"I see," Becca said, causing my heart to clench. God, I wish I could focus, right now, on that job rather than this wave of emotion that drove me to call her. The stress was overwhelming, and I couldn't get the thought of Tally's death out of my head. That, and the fact that Becca had chosen James over me.Why she would do such a thing, I would never know. James was standoffish and cold, dangerous, too, given those mafia connections. I shook m

Allegra.Today was the day. Kimberly may have netted me the opportunity with the modeling company, but I needed to put on my best face and ace this interview. I stood in the mirror looking at myself, a spark of determination in my blue eyes. My hair was somewhat disheveled, but I would tame it. Everything needed to be perfect for today, because I wouldn't get many chances like this. In fact, it was doubtful Kimberly could find another place at all, given my situation with the US.Layla had been on my mind lately, right along with all of my worries that she wasn't interested anymore. I frowned at myself, wishing I could stop obsessing over all of the worries swirling in my mind. Grabbing a brush, I ran it through my hair for a while, then grabbed some of my make-up and started to apply it. My stomach was twisted into several knots over the Layla situation, but I needed to focus on this interview. Maybe once I actually got the job, she would be more excited.

James.Dealing with Allegra getting into my business right now wasn't ideal, and I almost didn't bother to answer the phone. However, with Becca up in arms about going back to Italy, I assumed this would be something I needed to handle, whatever it was. Allegra said, "Look. Becca wouldn't listen to me, but you should know. Layla isn't who she says she is. She worked with the people who captured me and thought Becca owed them money. She said she was lied to, but either way, she may be a danger to your kids."I snorted, wondering if they got into some sort of argument, and now she was trying to drag it to me. "You really expect me to believe that?" I snapped, then let out an annoyed sigh. "I'll look into it," I said finally, wanting to get her off of my back. "Good," she said. With that, she bid me a short farewell, her tone none too kind, and mine hadn't been either. She wasn't exactly the person I was ecstatic to talk to by any means. I reached up and placed a hand o

Becca.Everything was spiraling out of control. I thought the trial would be the end of many worries, but I was wrong. Apparently, it just signified the beginning. Tears began streaming down my face as I stared Layla down. She had buried her face into her hands and was sobbing, but I couldn't look at her anymore. I couldn't deal with being here at the cafe at all. I stood up from my chair and whirled, shoving it into the table and storming out of the place.Layla had been someone I could rely on. She listened to me when I complained about how stubborn James was being, or my woes during the trial regarding the Cartwrights. I thought she cared dearly about the children, but clearly, I'd thought wrong. Tears poured down my cheeks as I hurried down the street, now shifting to a run. Dusk was causing the sky to darken, and I foolishly didn't take a car here. The streets were lit up, so I wasn't too concerned about getting jumped, but still, I walked briskly.