All Chapters of THE DARK SECRETS OF MAFIA DON: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

After Daniel left, she returned to her seat. The smile on her face slowly faded and she no longer had the feminine posture from before. All her pretense was removed at this moment.As she looked at the table full of dishes, she picked up her utensils again. She wouldn’t lose her taste just because someone had left so she continued eating, slowly, by herself.Once she was done, she called the waiter to pay the bill. The waiter politely said, “Miss, President Garcia told me to put it on his tab before he left.”She nodded, wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin, picked up her bag, and left the private room.As she passed by the room Julian Hall was in, she happened to see Faye helping Calvin out.Calvin’s face was covered in bruises. The buttons on his dark purple vest over his purple shirt had been ripped off.Arabella looked past them and noticed Julian Hall was nowhere to be seen. Instead, the tables and chairs were strewn all over the floor. It looked like it had been quite an

Just as she was at a loss, President Kolonski suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist. Ignoring the fact that there were other people in the room, he threw her heavily onto the sofa and leaned on her, tearing away her clothes.She was so frightened that her face turned pale. She struggled desperately and kicked off her high heels in a panic.Despair welled up in her heart at that moment, the door to the private room opened and someone said, “President Garcia.”President Kolonski was buried in Arabella’s neck and gnawing on it when he heard the two words. He immediately stopped. Arabella heard it too and turned toward the door.The man standing at the door of the private room was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He had one hand in his trouser pocket and his cold face was expressionless while his gaze was calm and deep.He stood tall and straight at the door of the private room, radiating with a faint sense of oppression, causing the people who were playing and watching to su

He opened his mouth, about to say something when Arabella pushed the cake closer to him to urge him to blow out the candles quickly. “Hurry up and make a wish before the candles burn out.”Daniel gave it a thought for a moment before he said lightly, “I don’t have any.”Then, he lowered his head and blew out the candle in one breath.Arabella pouted slightly as she placed the cake on the table. How could anyone not have a wish?If it were her, she would have wished she could turn back time to before she was thirteen years old.She would have never let John Grant leave Willow Town, and she would have never returned to the Rivera family.Then, the Grant and Rivera families would not have a relationship with each other as they did today.And John and Arabella could be together for the rest of their lives.“Arabella.” Daniel’s cool voice sounded a little hoarse as he stared at her with a heavy gaze.The look he gave her was different from usual. Although it was not gentle or affectionate,

When Arabella returned home and stepped foot into the living room, she heard Master Samson’s authoritative voice boom. “Where did you go last night?”She was switching to her indoor slippers when she stopped and slowly looked up. Helena was watching television with Master Samson on the sofa in the living room.But Master Samson’s eyes were fixed on her instead of the screen.She changed into her slippers and replied nonchalantly, “At the hospital.”Helena saw how unhappy her father was with Arabella’s cold attitude and handed a slice of apple to him. “Dad, one of Arabella’s colleagues was hospitalized last night. She went to the hospital to accompany her.”This was the excuse Arabella had made up when she called back to the Rivera residence this morning. She did not expect Helena to not suspect anything.Still, Master Samson’s expression did not ease up. Instead, it became even colder and uglier. “Even if you were occupied, you should have at least called home to inform us. How could

Arabella’s alcohol tolerance used to be quite poor. But her experience in California of drinking from time to time had increased her alcohol tolerance.Even so, she was no match for a group of people who often socialized while drinking. It was only halfway through the meal, but she was already drunk.John Grant had been silent the entire time as he watched the others toast with Daniel and Arabella drink on his behalf.He frowned slightly as anger welled up from within him. How could she simply accept all those toasts? But, alas, he could only suppress his emotions.Arabella’s fair and delicate cheeks had turned rosy while her eyes had turned watery, making her look rather charming under the lighting.She was working at a magazine agency. So why did she go to Zephyr?Even if Daniel was her superior, she could still refuse to drink on his behalf. Daniel was a man, so he would not be calculative with a woman.Why was she so patient?Arabella felt her stomach churn, so she put down her wi