All Chapters of The Mafia's Dangerous Desire: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Since discovering that Regis was investigating the accident from seven years ago, Altan had grown restless. He had hoped that Regis would never recall that incident."You're the one who killed Kenneth Volker, aren't you?" Regis asked, his voice chillingly calm.Beth, overhearing this, was stunned. She remembered the major event from back then. Although there was no accurate news about the cause of death of the Volker family's eldest son, back then some big people heard rumors that Regis Lorenzo was at the scene.But no one dared pursue the matter further, especially since Alejandro Volker had stayed silent."Are you that certain I'm the killer? Weren't you the one who shot him, Regis?" Altan replied, unwilling to admit his actions.Altan smirked. He recalled his argument with Kenneth Volker just before Regis had arrived that time. They argued because Altan heard that Kenneth was going to collaborate with Royal Dragon behind his back. However, Alejandro Volker's eldest son denied this.

“Deport him back to his country. Block his access to enter this country again,” Regis ordered suddenly.“Young Master, are you sure?” Mark was quite surprised to hear his young master's decision which he considered too inhumane.Regis smirked. Of course, he wanted nothing more than to kill Altan Demir, as the man was dangerous to him. But he couldn't ignore Levent. Killing Altan would be an open declaration of war with them.Royal Dragon could likely handle it, but Regis couldn’t ensure there wouldn’t be many casualties if he did. Besides, Golden Snake would surely use the chaos as an opportunity to worsen the situation.Even though Murat Demir had allowed Regis to do whatever he wished to Altan, Regis couldn’t be certain Murat wouldn’t retaliate behind the scenes.Regis knew that his heart was too weak this time. However, suddenly the image of his son flashed through his mind. He now had a wife and an adorable little boy.As a father, he understood that Murat would likely wish for his

Estelle Mauverick let out a sigh of relief. “I’m glad to hear that your life is better now. I used to feel guilty for not being able to help you much back then. My father—”“I know, you had to leave for Paris because your father arranged your marriage with a Frenchman, and you ended up settling there after the wedding,” Amora cut in, already familiar with the story and excuses Estelle often brought up.Back then, Amora had asked Estelle for a temporary place to stay at the Mauverick residence after being kicked out by her grandfather. Out of all her friends, only Estelle had agreed to help.But Amora only stayed three days. Estelle had to leave for Paris to meet the man her father had arranged for her to marry. A month later, Amora heard about her friend’s wedding.Estelle had invited her to the wedding, but Amora knew her presence would only turn into a source of ridicule. Especially since Estelle’s father had already warned her to stop “bothering” his daughter. To prevent any confli

“Chelsea, that’s enough! Stop belittling Amora. I’m the one who invited her here. Is that a problem? Aren’t we all friends? And besides, this is a public place. I believe everyone has the right to shop here. Don’t you agree?”Estelle, who had been quiet all this time, finally decided to speak up. She felt Chelsea’s attitude and words had gone too far. Nothing about it seemed remotely amusing.She turned to Gloria, the boutique’s owner, and asked, “Does this boutique have a rule that only certain people are allowed to shop here?”Gloria gave an awkward smile, glancing at Chelsea, who looked annoyed. Still, she had no choice but to respond, “O-of course not. Everyone is welcome to shop here, as long as they can afford it.”Chelsea’s lips curled into a smug smirk. “You heard her, didn’t you? As long as they can afford it,” she said, shooting another condescending look at Amora. Her eyes settled on the diamond ring adorning Amora’s finger.“I’m sure ... that ring she’s wearing is just som

"You ...."Chelsea pointed her finger directly at Amora's face, her head boiling with anger.Amora's sharp words had hit like a critical blow, doubling Chelsea's frustration and making her blood pressure soar even higher!Watching Chelsea's furious expression, Estelle's laughter grew louder. Seeing Chelsea at a loss for words to counter Amora brought immense satisfaction to Estelle.A cold snort escaped Amora's elegant nose. She ignored Chelsea's anger and walked past her.Stopping in front of the cashier, Amora decided to settle her shopping bills. She intended to leave the boutique quickly to avoid further souring her mood."How much is it?" Amora asked the cashier, who seemed visibly nervous.The cashier quickly tallied the amount and replied, "It’s $145 total."Suddenly, Estelle stepped up beside Amora, placing a few of her chosen dresses on the counter. “Include these with hers,” she said.Seeing this, Chelsea positioned herself beside Amora, her mocking tone dripping with disdai