His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika

Chapter 369

Chapter 369

Vincenzo

The three of us sat silently around the table: me, Joe Coreo, and his tempered daughter, who had thrown a

cake at me.

I had invited them over to talk, but it was really bothering Morales. Showing family they were not the boss over me was a priority, especially after that stunt Aria had pulled yesterday.

The second she mentioned my father, something inside me snapped, yet I remained calm. Making a fuss would make me look like the crazy one, and the Garcias desperately tried to remove that image.

Unlike Aria, I was willing to fight my battles and did not need guidance from someone like Angelo Marino.

All that crap about how I should be grateful to receive her hand in marriage was bull that had undoubtedly come from his mouth. It sounded like something a Marino would say, and all of them were the same. There was no exception.

I should’ve punched him yesterday, something to show him not to cross me-but I didnt to lose control and become like my father.

Angelo and I were playing two different leagues. He was just ‘one of many grand

who held no power-while I was about to become the head of two families.

Fighting the weak would make me look pathetic.

Instead, I would use my voice to fight for the weak and ensure these innocent families-such Correos-would not get bullied under my watch.

As for Aria?

I had visited her home, feeling nothing but hatred, and left, feeling sorry for her. She was a string puppet who did not know any better. It was as clear as crystal that whenever someone fed her their wrong opinion, she would do a right-click, save’ and wait for the right moment to use it.

Luckily, it was not too late to fix her, and I would be the one to do that for her.

“I want to apologize for my daughter’s actions.” Joe spoke for the first time, clearing his throat.

He nudged the angry-looking woman next to him, encouraging her to apologize. An apology wouldn’t fix anything; a cake in my face was the least of my concerns.

At the moment, it was Aria and our marriage. Repairing her malfunctioning brain would take some time.

“I’m sorry,” Livia’s eyes bored into mine.

I had not forgotten her name. How could I?

managed to bring a smile

and I could see

hid a warm person, tired and stressed-but still looking out for

be as unbothered as me, and getting into it with the wrong person, someone unstable like Aria, could cost

rolled her eyes. “I’m sorry that you’re an idiot and that you’re so full of yourself that you’ve invited us over, fishing for an apology-”

out

the time or energy to get into it. “I

it on the table. “But I didn’t invite you over to make you apologize,” I explained. “I should be the one apologizing, and I want to do so by

to

his hand on top of his, shaking her head. “Dad, don’t take it. You know what these

These people?

the money and pushed the cash back into my hands. “I’m sorry, but I can’t accept this.” He

wanted it just as badly as I

He needed it.

“It’s yours.”

“We said we don’t want it.”

“Take it!”

long would she stick to

“It’s an order.”

does he

the words, which sounded

could even blink, the envelope was back into his grip. “How

to accept the money must’ve meant this man had gone through a

too ashamed to look them in the eyes. “But I do

your daughter is a tutor?” After collecting information about the Coreo,

tutor for several wealthy families, capable of getting anyone accepted to the most

universities.

middle school, but after seeing his horrendous grades, I knew he was in need of a tutor, and I was

brains.” Joe smiled proudly, praising his daughter. “She’s

is.” I agreed. “I’ve been thinking about homeschooling my brother, and I have yet to find him

a tutor

with her fingers. “It’s not going to work, and

any good and was exactly the path I did not want to take. It wasn’t my meaning to scare people away. “Don’t worry about it.” I

persuading his daughter. “From what I’ve seen, Vincenzo is indeed not like his father or Oscar. He seems

that was my only

compared to that man, and I sure didn’t want to be like

your mind- please give me a call,” I said. “And whatever you’re earning right now? I’ll triple it.”

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