Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

At this point, Emanuele once again found himself entertaining the thought of killing Isabella. Isabella had an uncanny ability to sway his emotions, which he found unsettling. Being a Mafia boss, Emanuele was well aware that he had to be ruthless. Even when faced with family members falling, he couldn’t afford to shed a tear. He needed to remain composed and deal with their enemies swiftly.

Their tough exterior was sufficient, but if their enemies ever caught wind of his emotional vulnerabilities, it could easily lead to their downfall. They had often employed these tactics on their own enemies. For example, when dealing with an adversary named Nickolas Sims, they had discovered his beloved woman and used her against him.

Nickolas Sims seemed like a man ruled by his emotions. He had numerous female companions and frequently visited nightclubs, engaged in promiscuity, never dating the same woman for more than a week. It was evident that they wouldn’t make him shed a tear by killing his girlfriend. However, at that time, they found a female friend in Nickolas Sims’ life, and Emanuele quickly noticed that Nickolas Sims treated her differently.

So, they killed that woman in her apartment, left a message on her body, took photographs, and sent them to Nickolas Sims. Very soon, they witnessed the once stoic man reduced to tears, as vulnerable as a baby.

Emanuele was fully aware of these methods to deal with enemies. He couldn’t afford to develop any liking for Isabella; it would only lead to chaos. His protection of Isabella was solely due to her being his stepsister. He didn’t want her to bring grief to his father and Sophia, and that was the extent of his concern.

Emanuele dropped Isabella off at her upscale apartment and left. Despite her disrupted date with Pippo today, the fact that she didn’t have to meet Chloe left Isabella feeling content.

The thought of Chloe, however, made her breathing grow labored. In conjunction with the salad Chloe had made for her, Isabella now felt nauseated. Isabella clutched her hands tightly, forcing herself to remain calm. As she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she recalled the scene when Emanuele had taken her to the dungeon to commit murder. She had even taken lives, so why should she be afraid of Chloe, right?

She took a deep breath, assuring herself that she didn’t need to fear her. Just then, Chloe sent her another message, “You coward, are you this scared of me? You don’t dare to meet me.” Paired with Chloe’s detestable face, these words disgusted Isabella.

Usually, when Isabella received such insulting messages from Chloe, she’d pretend not to notice and delete them. But this time, she felt she couldn’t be so timid anymore. Isabella stared at the text for a while and then retaliated, “Your face makes me sick. It’s better if we don’t meet.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

After sending this message, Isabella suddenly felt incredibly relieved. She had done it. She had really let Chloe have it. Soon, Chloe replied, “You w***e, have you gone crazy? You dare to curse at me? Alright, watch me kill you.”

“I’ll kill you if you dare to lay a finger on me,” Isabella shot back. Following that, she tossed her phone aside, with no intention of continuing the argument with Chloe. But at this moment, she felt extremely elated. It was as if the secrets that had been accumulating deep within her for many years could finally be released.

Soon, Isabella received another piece of good news. There was a knock on the door, and Isabella opened it. When she saw Harry’s handsome face, she couldn’t help but exclaim, “Oh my God! Harry, you’re out of the hospital!”

It seemed a bit early for him to be discharged.

She immediately gave Harry a big hug, and it was evident that Harry had made a remarkable recovery during his hospital stay; his body had become much stronger. Looking at Harry’s wound, it had also healed.

After the assassination attempt, Isabella’s perception of these two bodyguards had shifted from troublesome pests to friends. They were comrades in life and death.

“Thank you, Miss Gould, for your continuous concern. I wouldn’t have recovered this quickly without your care,” Harry said with a beaming smile.

“Let’s not say that,” Isabella replied. “Your body has only just healed. Why don’t you rest on the sofa for a bit and watch some TV?” She turned on the television, playing a lighthearted variety show that she had recently enjoyed and hoped Harry might like.

“No need, Miss Gould. Since I’m already back to work, it means my body has completely recovered. I can get right back into the working mode,” Harry declined Isabella’s suggestion to watch TV, even though he confessed he liked to watch the dancing beauties on the screen. But work had to come first.

Isabella didn’t press Harry further, and she settled down on the couch, thoroughly enjoying her TV show.

Meanwhile, her phone kept ringing. Tony walked over, picked up the phone, and asked, “Miss Gould, your cousin is calling. Should I answer it?”

“Could you please disconnect it for me? Thanks,” Isabella replied, clutching a pillow as she tucked herself into the small couch.

“Sure,” Tony responded, promptly ending the call.

On the other end of the line, Chloe was infuriated. She had sent messages to Isabella and received no response. Now, Isabella had gone as far as hanging up on her call, and this drove Chloe to the brink of madness.

Isabella was acting too audaciously. It was as if she had turned the tables on her to this extent. This greatly angered Chloe, and she wished she could just run over and beat that wretched girl.

But Chloe had to calm herself. She had just been kicked out of the top-tier apartment by Emanuele, and she didn’t want to provoke him any further by acting recklessly. He might even have her two bodyguards throw her out.

Unfortunately, she had promised to return home from Chicago after just a week, and now she only had a couple of days left. With Isabella refusing to see her, it seemed impossible for her to visit Isabella herself.

Or maybe it wasn’t entirely impossible. One day, as Isabella left work and stepped out of the hospital, she ran into Chloe. While she could boldly exchange harsh words with Chloe through her phone, facing Chloe’s face in real life, the painful memories of the past came rushing back, making her nervous and frightened.

“Isabella, you’re quite bold to dare to insult me,” Chloe approached Isabella, reaching out to pat her cheek. At this moment, she wore a smiling face, but her eyes were icy.

Isabella was afraid to meet Chloe’s gaze and the fear made her body tremble.

It seemed she hadn’t been able to break free from Chloe’s control in reality. In this confrontation in the real world, she was still at a disadvantage.