All Chapters of The True Mafia Queen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

10 years after graduation, I drove my old Ford to the reunion.My former classmates arrived in Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Maybachs, and even a gold Bugatti. Compared to their cars, mine looked downright pathetic.Their words were laced with mockery, barely concealed beneath thinly veiled smiles. The only one who comforted me was Dolly Stevens, the former cheerleading assistant, who even hinted that I would be driving a luxury car someday.Back in high school, I had top grades and was in great shape, which was why the cheer coach personally recruited me onto the team. However, my personality never quite fit in with the other girls. If it were not for Dolly's constant messages, I would not have bothered coming tonight at all.I had canceled an important meeting with overseas investors just to spare two hours for this event. Alas, instead of the long-lost camaraderie I had hoped for, I was met with relentless boasting and empty chatter.Inside the banquet hall, champagne flowed freely,

Faced with Merla's repeated provocations, I was not angry. Instead, I chose to tolerate her entirely.After all, this was a class reunion. I did not want to ruin the atmosphere.However, before I could take a few steps, Merla's bodyguards grabbed and restrained me.She strutted up to me arrogantly and slapped me hard."You really think you're somebody, huh? You think you can just leave whenever you want? You loved tattling back when we were on the cheer squad, didn't you? Well, let's see who in this circle is going to stand up for you now?"I stared at her coldly, my voice low and steady. "Merla, this is my final warning. Back in high school, you loved playing your little clique games, turning the cheer squad into your personal team, teaming up with your lap dogs to isolate any girl who didn't bow to you."But you're an adult now. You might want to start weighing the consequences of your actions."Hearing this, Merla let out a short laugh as if I had just told the most ridiculou

The car doors swung open in unison, and a group of men in black suits, their chests embroidered with the Genovese family crest, stepped out swiftly.Their gazes were cold, and each one held a gun.Merla's former cheer squad stumbled backward in fear, some covering their mouths as they held their breath, too terrified to make a sound.Merla immediately dropped the iron rod in her hands and put on a bright smile. "My, what an honor! Why didn't you let me know in advance? I would've prepared something."She forced herself to stay composed, stepping forward with a fawning tone.However, no one paid her any attention.A tall man wearing black leather gloves strode forward, his expression grim as he spoke in a deep voice, "Clear the largest conference room. The Queen of the Genovese family is holding a meeting here with the district leaders."For a moment, the air turned deathly still.Merla's cheer squad immediately stood at attention, stiff and obedient like schoolchildren waiting

The moment Merla saw her father step out of the Maybach, she eagerly ran over. "Dad! It's her! She smashed my car! And Harry even helped her!"Her father frowned, glancing at me casually.A second later, his expression changed drastically.His gaze snapped back to me, filled with caution."Young lady, may I ask your name?"I wore a faint smile, my tone lazy. "Nicole."He narrowed his eyes slightly as if trying to figure out who I was.I intentionally left out my last name. As expected, he did not recognize it. After all, no one dared to address the Mafia Queen of the Genovese family, the head of the Four Major Mafia Families, by name alone."Ms. Nicole, my daughter claims that you smashed her car?"I nodded leisurely. "That's right."Merla's father clearly did not expect such a straightforward response. His face stiffened for a brief moment. "What exactly did Merla do to offend you so badly that you had to smash her car in front of everyone?"There's a saying, Ms. Nicole, 'D