Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

“Emanuele, what’s going on? I know Isabella has been through a lot of danger while with you, but this isn’t what I expected. Isabella doesn’t strike me as someone who would leave you just because of danger,” Clark considered Emanuele a friend and had witnessed firsthand how Emanuele had married Isabella.

He genuinely hoped for Emanuele and Isabella to have a long-lasting relationship. However, they had only been married for a short while, so why was this happening now? Clark couldn’t help but worry, prompting him to call Emanuele to get to the bottom of things. He had been a playboy before, familiar with the hearts of women. If Emanuele needed help, he was willing to lend a hand.

To his surprise, Emanuele responded coldly, “Clark, you don’t need to say anything. I understand what you mean, but I believe letting Isabella go is the best decision.” Clark was taken aback. This wasn’t the Emanuele he knew. The Emanuele he knew would never let go of something he liked. How could he be afraid now? Even in the face of death, Emanuele had never shown fear. Clark couldn’t understand why Emanuele was backing away from his feelings for Isabella.

Emanuele stopped drinking and swirled his glass, watching it spin on the table like a toy. Clark was astonished, and he knew why. Emanuele was not a good man; if he wanted something, he would possess it. Isabella was the woman he liked. How could he let her go so easily? Clark believed Emanuele would cruelly keep Isabella by his side, even if it meant her death.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“What about you? If Madilyn staying with you meant death, would you still keep her by your side?” When Emanuele mentioned Madilyn, Clark fell silent. “You’re right, but didn’t you already take care of those enemies? Isabella was seriously injured, but she’s okay, right?”

“I don’t want to talk about this. If Isabella wants a divorce, I have to grant her wish,” Emanuele said before hanging up.

Clark never expected Emanuele to hang up on him like that. He sighed deeply. What the heck? He had rushed to check on Emanuele upon learning about the situation, only to be dismissed. Clark was not overly warm-hearted, but he considered Emanuele a friend and was touched to see Emanuele fall in love with someone. He wondered if he should help reconcile Emanuele and Isabella.

A Mafia boss getting a divorce was a big deal, and it couldn’t be taken lightly. But Emanuele seemed to dismiss Clark’s help. So be it. Clark decided to call Isabella since they were friends now. He wanted to check on her situation. He couldn’t understand why Isabella was so determined to divorce Emanuele. If she really wanted a divorce, shouldn’t she have done it a long time ago when she faced so much danger?

Isabella and Evelyn were now at a bar. With Emanuele’s decision to divorce Isabella, Tony and the others had left, leaving Isabella completely free. She was no longer surrounded by as many bodyguards, feeling a newfound sense of freedom. But she felt a bit uneasy. Previously, she had always had a driver, but now she and Evelyn had to take a cab to the bar.

Sitting in the bar, they had beers in front of them. Knowing Isabella couldn’t handle strong alcohol, Evelyn stopped her from drinking high-proof liquor. Beer was fine, but too much could still make someone intoxicated. Isabella started drinking as soon as she sat down, one bottle after another. Evelyn underestimated her friend.

Seeing Isabella downing three bottles of beer in one go, Evelyn tried to stop her. “Isabella, stop drinking. Let’s take it slow. Drinking so much at once will make you drunk.”

Isabella looked at Evelyn with reddened eyes, a sad and pained expression on her face. Evelyn felt uneasy seeing her friend like this.

Isabella’s phone rang, and she hesitated before answering Clark’s call, disappointed it wasn’t Emanuele. She felt somewhat disgusted with herself. What was she thinking? She had pushed Emanuele away herself. How could she still hope for him to reach out to her?

Isabella answered Clark’s call, and he greeted her warmly. “Isabella, what’s going on between you and Emanuele? I heard you had a fight and are considering divorce.”

Realizing Clark was just being nosy, Isabella sighed. “Emanuele and I are fine. Despite our feelings, I value my life. I almost died last time, and I can’t risk my life for someone I love. So, I decided we’re not compatible and chose to part ways.”

“But, Isabella, that doesn’t sound like you. If you love someone, you wouldn’t let fear of death come between you.”

He had seen through countless people, understanding women’s hearts very well. If Isabella truly feared death, she should never have married Emanuele in the first place, let alone wait until now.

“You’re wrong, Clark. When I was with Emanuele, it was because I loved him. But now, I realize my life and safety are more important than anything else. Our divorce means I will have my share of his wealth, making me safe and wealthy. That’s my plan.”

Isabella portrayed herself as a cold-hearted, calculating woman. She hoped Clark wouldn’t try to reconcile them anymore. She was afraid she might give in and spill everything to him.

Clark was shocked by her words. “I also spoke to Emanuele, and he’s heartbroken. Isabella, despite your fear of danger and death, don’t you still have some feelings for him? Could you comfort him and help him move on?”