All Chapters of Revenge to the Mafia: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CHAPTER 71Cassandra sat on one of the wooden benches facing a small pond in the city park. The cold air seeped through the gaps in her blue wool sweater, but she didn’t mind. Snow began to fall gently, decorating her loose black hair. She held a cup of hot coffee she had just bought from a nearby shop, the first sip soothing her throat. That day felt like a pause in her tumultuous life.Over the past few days, Cassandra had refused to touch her phone. Unread messages and missed calls piled up. She needed time to herself, to reflect, and to understand what she was feeling. However, the silence that initially felt comforting now began to feel burdensome. A mix of curiosity and guilt pushed her to finally turn her phone back on.The phone screen lit up, displaying dozens of notifications. Messages from Martinez and Alexander dominated. Cassandra scrolled through, reading message after message filled with concern. Martinez asked about her whereabouts, while Alexander was more insistent,

CHAPTER 73The midday sun streamed through the windows of the health room at the police station, bringing a warm touch to a space that was usually cold and sterile. Alexander and Cassandra sat across from each other in the room, with steaming cups of hot chocolate in their hands. The atmosphere was silent, interrupted only by the occasional ticking of the wall clock.Alexander observed Cassandra sitting in front of him, her eyes gazing out the window. The silence between them felt odd, yet not entirely uncomfortable. He knew Cassandra needed time to think, but he couldn't let her remain trapped in her own worries indefinitely.“Cass,” Alexander called softly, breaking the silence. “I just wanted to say, if you feel this case is too much, I wouldn’t blame you if you decided to step away.”Cassandra turned to him, her eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and doubt. She offered a faint smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “I’ve been waiting for ten years, Alex. I can’t stop now.”Alexand

CHAPTER 75The sky turned orange as Cassandra stepped out of Jessica's apartment. Thin snow adorned the city streets, and the cold air pierced her skin. With a mix of emotions, she hailed a cab and gave the driver the address—a grand mansion owned by Antonio.The journey felt slow, not only because of the heavy traffic but also due to the endless turmoil in her mind. The decision she made the night before still lingered, though she was confident it was the right one. Now, she had to face another reality—Antonio and the secret she had been keeping from him all this time.When the cab stopped in front of the mansion, Cassandra gazed at the building with mixed feelings. The warm light from inside contrasted with the coldness outside. However, something else caught her attention—a man standing at the gate, talking to two bodyguards stationed there. It was Ben.They exchanged glances, and Cassandra felt Ben’s cold, piercing stare. He said nothing, but his expression was enough to make Cass

Chapter 77"Call for the backup car now!" Ben spoke firmly over the phone, his voice echoing amidst the chaos. He stood tall at the scene of the accident, his eyes fixed sharply on the black car speeding away in the distance. It didn’t take long before two other black cars arrived, speeding and stopping right in front of them.“Mr. Antonio, Miss Cassandra, please get into the first car. I’ll go after that vehicle,” Ben said, swiftly opening the car door.Antonio helped Cassandra, who still looked a bit shaken. “Cass, let’s go. We need to get to the hospital,” he said, his tone both firm and gentle. He ensured Cassandra got into the car safely before turning to Ben. “Be careful, Ben. Don’t let anything happen to you.”Ben nodded confidently. “Don’t worry, sir. I’ll make sure they don’t get away.” With that, he got into the second car and sped off, following the trail of the car that had hit them.Inside the car, Cassandra held Antonio’s hand tightly. “Antonio, are you sure we need to g

Chapter 79The dim light in the warehouse flickered, casting long shadows across the cold cement floor. Antonio stood near a stack of crates, his fingers brushing the edge of his jacket. He motioned for Ben to approach. Ben stepped forward cautiously, sensing the weight of the conversation that was about to take place.“Ben,” Antonio began, his voice low but firm. “I need your honest opinion. What do you think about today’s situation?”Ben’s brow furrowed. He had always been loyal to Antonio, not just as a secretary but as someone who deeply understood the complexities of Antonio’s world. “Sir, with all due respect, it’s not the situation itself that worries me.” He paused, choosing his words carefully. “It’s you.”Antonio raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued but not offended. “Go on.”Ben took a deep breath. “You’ve changed, Antonio. Ever since Cassandra came into your life, your priorities have shifted. It’s understandable, but it’s also dangerous. You’re putting her above everythin