The Mafia & The Billionaire

Serene

I needed to go to Serendipity because Patt wanted some new jewelry designs. I also thought it was time for the company to have a fresh look. My mom’s last designs were a bit outdated for my taste, considering they were created almost two decades ago.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Alex dropped me off at the company before heading to his own office. He didn’t want to leave me at first, but I told him he was needed there, especially since he mentioned a new shareholder he wasn’t aware of had bought in. And hearing the man’s name, I told him to watch out and be ready because I think he’s connected to Juancho and Lorenzo.

When it comes to business, I know Alex is more experienced than I am. I’m not particularly good at management, so Patt is there to fill that gap. But my husband excels in that area, so I don’t have to worry. However, I can’t be too sure; someone who wants to do harm will do anything to find an opportunity to cause trouble.

The staff who recognized me greeted me, and I smiled back at them. I was pleased to know they accepted me as the new majority shareholder and that, according to Patt’s report, they no longer treat Lorenzo as the owner whenever he visits.

“Boss, will you be okay here?” Patt asked hesitantly when I arrived at the office assigned to me. I had a new one built because I didn’t want to stay in Lorenzo’s old office since I rarely come here.

I let Patt occupy it instead since I appointed her as the OIC, and the board didn’t object. I think she’s getting the hang of the job as well.

“Thank you,” I replied with a smile. It was just a small room with some equipment I could use for design. That’s my talent, so I don’t hesitate to provide them with the help I can offer him and the company.

He left me after giving some reports about the company, and I appreciated his effort to keep me informed about everything happening.

I buried myself in drawing, losing track of time, until I felt like I needed some coffee. I noticed a coffee shop in the building across the street earlier, so I decided to go there.

While in the elevator, I received a text from Enzo saying he and Princess were already at the company. I had tasked them with something earlier, so he couldn’t accompany me. But as he mentioned, they were already here.

“I’m going out. I’ll have coffee in the building across the street. I’m on my way out,” I replied. After receiving his “Okay” text, I put my phone in my pocket just as the elevator doors opened, and I walked out.

I was already walking when I noticed Enzo and Princess starting to cross to the other building. But as I approached the pedestrian lane, a car suddenly stopped before me, and I was pulled inside.

At first, I couldn’t react due to the shock, but after a moment, I was about to struggle when I changed my mind. I wanted to know who was behind this, so I went along with the men whose heads were covered with stockings.

“She didn’t even fight back!” one of the men exclaimed as the car started moving away before they laughed, seeming pleased with themselves while I remained silently watching them.

“Are you feeling so hopeless that you just don’t want to talk?” asked another man as he let his hand roam up my thigh. I looked at what he was doing but didn’t react, though I was thinking about how I would break his hand later.

“Leave her be for now; she might still be shocked and scared. We’ll have more fun playing with her when we get to the warehouse,” said the driver, and the others agreed. There were five men in total, so I wondered how they wanted to play while I already had a plan in mind.

Even as we arrived at the warehouse they mentioned, their faces were filled with excitement, which I just shrugged off. I wondered who ordered this because they seemed amateurs and didn’t know what they were doing.

“Tie her to the chair.”

“Huh? Why? Wouldn’t it be more fun if she fought back? Who knows, maybe if we send a video of her to Josh, he’ll rush over here.”

“Good point,” agreed their leader. Who was this Josh, anyway? I couldn’t recall any enemy by that name. Besides, I’ve never had opponents like the ones in front of me-small-time thugs who seemed only after some physical pleasure from me.

“You do know I’m married,” I couldn’t help but say as they sat me on a chair.

“Do you think we care about that?” the leader asked arrogantly.

“So, do you know who my husband is?”

“Do you think we care about McGregor?” the leader asked again, and they laughed, but I smiled, which made them quickly stop when they saw it.

“But you don’t know who I am, do you?” I asked as I stood up from the chair.

“Why would we care about some woman who grew up in the countryside?” one of them asked. I chuckled after hearing that.

“I didn’t think Daisy could go this far.” The men’s brows furrowed, so I reconsidered. Judging by their age, it might not have been the older one who orchestrated this. “I mean, Mavie.”

The men fell silent, their smiles vanishing after I mentioned Mavie’s name. Now I was sure she was behind this and had used this Josh, whoever he was, who was familiar with these worthless men.

“Don’t tell me all of you have already had a taste of her?” Just a guess, but I had a feeling these men were that kind of people-junkies, high on drugs, looking for sex.

“Shut up, woman!” said their supposed leader, which I didn’t like, so I quickly took out my small knife from my leg and stabbed him from under his chin upward.

I saw the shock and fear on the faces of the men, their eyes wide as they looked at me while I held the hair of the now lifeless man.

“I have no mercy for anyone who opposes me.” Then I began to take them down, and they didn’t even have a chance to fight back. The death of one man was enough to send Mavie the message that I wasn’t someone to mess with and to let her know that she would be next.

The men were already kneeling when Princess and Enzo entered the warehouse. “Boss,” they both said as they looked at the men.

“It’s Mavie. Make sure these guys find what they’re looking for.”

“Yes, boss,” Princess responded.

“You,” I said, turning to the men whose faces were now unrecognizable. “Who stabbed him?” I asked. The men looked at each other in confusion, and after a few minutes, they realized what I wanted to happen.

“I did!” I smiled at him, then patted his cheek.

“If you change your story during the investigation, I will surely come after your family. I won’t leave a single one of them.”

“Yes, boss!” they all said in unison.

“Who ordered you to do this to the man?” I asked again.

“Josh and Mavie, boss.”

“Very good,” I praised them. “Did you see me here?” I asked again.

“No, boss, it was just us here.”

“Good. If any of you escape, I’ll make sure no one will ever see you again. Do we understand each other?”

“Yes, boss!” they said, trembling.

“Do as you please, even if you want to report to the police,” I said before we turned our backs on them and left with Enzo and Princess. If Mavie thought I’d let this slide, she was mistaken. Only lightning strikes without warning.