All Chapters of Escaping the Mafia Lord: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Within moments, Greta, appeared two other housekeepers with a sense of urgency etched on her face. Seeing Antonio on the ground, she wasted no time, rushing to his side with a mix of concern and determination. Together, the housekeepers and Greta carefully lifted Antonio from the floor, supporting his weakened body."Let's get him to the medical room," Greta instructed, her voice steady and authoritative. Georgina was in awe. Since she had been in the mansion, she never knew there was a medical room. Her focus quickly drifted to Antonio ensuring he received the help he desperately needed. With Greta leading the way, they guided Antonio through the corridors of the mansion, the sounds of their hurried footsteps echoing in the vast space.Upon reaching the well-equipped medical room, Georgina's heart swelled with gratitude for the provisions they had in place. Greta swiftly prepared the necessary supplies, and wore some protective gears and so did the house keepers who accomplished her

The grinded white powder lay before her, a potent reminder of the rumors that had circulated about Marcelo before she took the loan from him with her father. Unconsciously, the words slipped from her lips, "Oh no." The weight of her discovery settled upon her shoulders, intertwining with her growing sense of unease. Georgina knew that she was stumbling deeper upon a treacherous path, one fraught with danger and deception.Her mind raced, contemplating the implications of what she held in her hands. Georgina walked up to the medical room upset.As she stormed into the room, Antonio's eyes met hers, filled with concern and recognition. But before Greta could turn her attention to Georgina's entrance, she swiftly concealed the package of white substance behind her back not wanting Greta to have any idea of what she held.Georgina's voice trembled with a mix of urgency and frustration as she addressed Greta. "Give us a moment, Greta," she requested, her tone leaving no room for negotiati

Her mind raced, desperately trying to make sense of the situation. How could this have happened? Who could have discovered her secret hiding place? Questions flooded her thoughts.She frantically searched through the contents of her wardrobe, hoping against hope that the papers had somehow been displaced or overlooked. But as the seconds ticked by, it became painfully clear— the papers were gone. The evidence she had painstakingly collected to expose Marcelo and his heinous crimes had vanished.Georgina sank to her knees, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. Her mind raced with a mix of anxiety and anticipation as she connected the dots. ‘Greta was the only one who had access to their bedroom for regular cleaning. She must have stumbled upon the evidence while tidying up during their absence for the casino event the previous night’. The thought sent a shiver down Georgina's spine, realizing that Greta might be aware of her secret.Driven by instinct, Georgina rushed to the bedroom doo

Marcelo's response reverberated through the silence, his drunken laughter piercing the night. The sound echoed off the walls, a haunting melody that sent shivers down Georgina's spine. It was a laughter filled with darkness. She struggled to comprehend the meaning behind his laughter and the stains that adorned his clothes."I went to pay Matteo a visit and make him pay for his sins," he slurred, his voice laced with a chilling amusement. Another wave of laughter erupted from him, an unsettling sound that made Georgina's blood run cold. The implications of his words sent a jolt of disbelief through her, leaving her breathless and at a loss for words."What have you done?" she finally managed to utter, her voice trembling with a mix of confusion, concern, and a tinge of fear. Marcelo didn’t respond to her and roughly got up to his feet. His indifference towards her presence sent a pang of hurt through Georgina's heart, but she knew that in his current state, trying to engage him furth

Marcelo's steps halted, freezing in place, his back still turned to her. He spoke without facing her, his voice carrying a chilling resolve. "I will make him pay for what you did. Next time, you consider your actions."The weight of his words hung in the air, leaving Georgina seething with fury. Marcelo's departure left a void in the room as anguish and rage intertwined within her, a tempest of emotions threatening to consume her entirely.As the silence settled once again, Georgina remained seated at the dining table, her gaze fixed on an empty space. The tears continued to flow, her emotions swirling in a storm of anger and regret. She couldn't bear the thought of her father suffering because of her, and the uncertainty surrounding Marcelo's intentions gnawed at her sanity. The weight of her decision loomed heavy, but she knew she had to act swiftly to protect her father and herself from the clutches of Marcelo.As she sat still in silence, her thoughts raced back to the countless