All Chapters of The Mafia's Frozen Bride: Chapter 51 - Chapter 55

I left the secret corridor for the master room. The scene before me was one that I had witnessed many times and had ingrained in my head well. The chamber was empty. There was no one else but the house owner, who was lying stiffly on the bed.I approached the edge of the bed with my heart pounding and my body trembling. I whispered incessantly, hoping I would find a different state. However, God wasn't on my side. The scene was still the same.The handsome man widened his eyes and opened his mouth. The culprit surprised him but didn't torture him before killing him. However, that one fact didn't ease my anger. Hayward Wyndham was a good man, undeserving of such a horrible death.I closed his eyes and shut his mouth. Dad looked more peaceful with that expression. My eyes heated up. My lips trembled, holding back tears. Lionel held my hand, pulling me to save myself. However, I resisted. I wanted to be with my father for longer.I pulled back the blanket to sleep beside him, but seeing

The woman dragged a suitcase and carried a bag. She glared at me as if she wanted to kill me with her eyes. I felt like I was seeing my reflection of when I was angry at my sister for introducing her future husband years ago.I knew Sinclair was no innocent man. He must have slept with or had brief romances with his colleagues or employees. I saw how the other dancers looked expectantly at the mysterious man. Yet I didn't expect Felicia to be one of them.Jealousy could make people act recklessly and even break the law. I could relate to that. I understood why Felicia went to such lengths against me. I had no idea if Sinclair would report her actions to the police. He didn't say anything about that."Sinclair and I have no romantic relationship. Too bad. You let your emotions get the better of you,“ I said, seeing that she wouldn't move and was blocking my way.”Even a blind man knows he's attracted to you because of your face. Too bad. Your face can recover. I failed, but not next ti

I didn't let anyone dictate to me. My parents knew my nature and never tried to persuade or force me to do their will. What did a fired employee like him know about my father's killer?“Joaquin wasn't just the mastermind of your father's murder. He was also the one who threatened your mother's best friend. The woman who should have comforted your mother after losing her youngest son called her a failed mother. Paige Wyndham didn't die of deep sorrow, Sin,” Wesley added.I took out my gun, fired at the three security cameras in the hall, and aimed one bullet just above Wesley's head. Since I was using a silencer, there was no sound of gunfire, only the shattering of the cameras and the impact of the bullet on the wall.The large room was suddenly silent after the sound of camera fragments falling to the floor ended. Everyone held their breath. Their eyes fixed on Wesley before slowly turning to me. Their faces were deathly pale, including Joaquin's.“Aargh!” the woman at Wesley's side