Semua Bab Marrying the Mafia's Daughter: Bab 141 - Bab 150

LAKE“Boss, is that your COO, Mr. Rusher Radcliff?” Owen asked me.“What was he doing here?” I watched my friend walk towards the parking lot of Winston Tower. I decided to come early for the board meeting, but I did not expect to see him earlier than me at Winston’s.I decided not to jump to conclusions. I trusted Rusher. We’d known each other for years. I didn’t think for a second he would betray me. He could have resigned if he had decided to work at Winston Holdings. I would not hold grudges on that unless my father offered him a job he couldn’t decline.“Keep this between us,” I told Owen.“Of course, boss.”The meeting started after thirty minutes. My father wanted to expand the business further in Asia even though Winston Holdings had already invested in South Korea, Singapore, and Macao. That was a good proposal, though. If I had been the CEO for twenty-five years, I would have done it a long time ago.“What do you say, Lake?” one of the boards asked, and my father looked at m

MAVERICKMira chose a song, hit the play button, and the title popped up.“You’re kidding.” It is one of the most popular pop songs on the internet today.“No belting necessary,” she said, laughing. “We’ll just have fun.”“Good choice, considering I can only sing Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas.”“No one is going to score us. Chill out.” She laughed again.“Right, because this isn’t embarrassing enough.” I had no choice but to join with her.She could sing, but I couldn’t. Halfway through the song, I started to loosen up. We even got hip moves on our own until the song ended.“I can’t believe I didn’t hear anyone boo us.” I laughed with Mira. “I need a drink.”When I went back to the bar, Genesis pushed my Martini with four olives.I grabbed the stick and ate the olives before I talked to Homer. “If you ever tell Lake I went to the stage and sang, I will kill you in your sleep.”With a slight smile, he raised his hands for surrender even though he had probably already told Lake and

MAVERICKWhy did it have to happen to me?I cried in silence in my car. The silence it took, the more excruciating it got. It felt like someone just ripped my heart out of my chest. What did I do to deserve this pain— the kind of pain that I’d never felt before? It was too much— it was unbearable. And what worse could it be? I just stole five million dollars from my husband.Lake was not just my husband—he was everything to me—my best friend, my anchor, my source of light and happiness. He was my soulmate. And now I just deceived him and left him with the thought of saving my grandmother and his legacy, his company, his name, and probably his safety.How was it fair? I did nothing wrong than love the man for who he was, not what he had.I pulled off from his parking area with only a suitcase, clothes, passport, and a few cash I took from his safe. I was grateful everyone seemed to be sleeping, including Homer and Owen. Was the universe doing me a favor? I didn’t think so. How did I en

LAKE“Walk me through it.” He led me to the Gunner Room, or the situation room, where his men had access to all the CCTV they could access and the body cams of their men in action.After I told him everything I knew so far, minus the fantastic, mind-blowing sex last night, he ordered his men.The sex was incredible. I could still feel my entire body buzzing in satisfaction. And I didn’t have a clue it was goodbye sex.“Can you access her phone?”“Are you insulting my capability, Mr. Winston?” asked the eyeglasses.“Just do it, Don,” Linden said dismissively.“Uh-huh. It just shut off,” Don said in dismay.“What do you mean? What about her car?” I was about to tell him the plate number, but her GPS just flashed on the screen.“It’s on the third and fourth street,” he announced.Linden nodded and ordered the control man with a mic, “Get a team to that location.”Linden had just finished his order when the car seemed to stop moving or the GPS went off.“What the fuck? It looks like we’re

LAKEYesterday was the best feeling I’ve had in a while. Winston Holdings had finally accepted my resignation. I sold my share, and the company was on the brink of collapse.I felt a huge accomplishment, and I just told my father what a manipulative sociopath he was. It felt so good that I finally got it off my chest.Although my heart was breaking for my wife leaving me without explanation, I felt relieved that somehow everything was becoming clearer. My wife was a victim of blackmail and threats.I answered my phone when it rang. “Yeah?”“Winston?” Hope rose in my chest when I recognized the caller.“Terzo.”“I’m sending you random pictures. You might know the other guys. Don’t worry about the Italian. I took care of him.”“What do you mean?”“Someone blackmailed my sister.”“Fuck you.” I spat out in vain. “You told me you didn’t know where she was.”“Well, I lied. I’m a criminal, remember? I’m a liar.”Fuck. “For just one second, be serious with me, Terzo.”“It’s a good thing that