Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 144 The Cruel Unveiling

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Mia slowly opened her eyes, her head still spinning. She squeezed them shut, frowning, then blinked a few times before her surroundings came into focus. The room was dimly lit, resembling a storage area filled with old, unused items, and a strange, musty odor made her cringe. How did she end up here? Her foggy mind struggled to piece together the events leading up to her losing consciousness.

She had been at a press conference when Alexander abruptly left due to an emergency at one of his factories. Shortly after, gunshots rang out from outside, and masked men, their faces covered, stormed into the hall where the press conference was being held Mia instinctively moved closer to her mother, holding her hand protectively, but before she could do anything, she watched in horror as the bodyguards were shot down, their bodies collapsing into pools of blood on the floor. Suddenly, a burst of smoke filled the hall, and the sound of coughing mixed with the terrified screams of the crowd. Mia and her mother began coughing as well, trying to cover their faces, but the smoke quickly overwhelmed them. Everything went black before Mia could do anything or understand who the attackers

were.

As the terrifying memory resurfaced, Mia panicked and tried to get up, but she quickly realized her hands and legs were bound, and she was tied to a chair. Desperately, she struggled to free herself, but it was futile.

"Help! Help!" she shouted into the dimly lit room. "Is someone there? Please, help!" she screamed frantically. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a man in a black suit entered, followed by two others dressed in dark clothing.

"It's good to see you're finally awake," the man said calmly, his tone sending a chill down Mia's spine.

"Who are you, and why am I being held here, tied like this?" she demanded, her voice filled with both fear and defiance.

"Ah, my dearest niece, you hurt me," he said, making Mia frown. "You don't recognize me? I'm your uncle," he added with a sly grin.

Uncle?! Mia furrowed as her confusion deepened. She genuinely didn't recognize him. Although her mother had mentioned some distant relatives, she had never met them. Alexander had insisted on keeping her identity a secret until the press conference, where she would be officially announced as the long-lost heiress, Adeline Montecarlo. "Who are you?" she demanded. "I have never seen you before."

"I am Henry Montecarlo, your father's brother and your real uncle," the man introduced himself with a smug smirk.

before her intently. She hadn't seen her father, but she did know he had a brother. as her mother

she challenged with a poker face. "Why have you tied me up

The man laughed cunningly.

making my intentions clear in meeting you like this, especially since this is our first time meeting," he smirked wickedly, causing Mia to sense something very fishy. "Oh, sorry, I mean the second time" he corrected with a mocking tone making Mia flinch inwardly However

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kindly remind me, Uncle," she addressed him in

meeting," Henry said, his expression turning dark, "because you were not even a day old and had just been born when I handed you over to that slut to have you killed

fail to kill you, and I'd have to see

He killed her father-his own brother. What kind

she shouted angrily, her eyes burning with tears of betrayal. "Why did you kill my father? And why did you want to kill me, a

inherited. If my father hadn't made you the heiress, you

him helplessly. All this sin was

kill

Mia's face. Her head jerked to the side as she squealed in pain. She breathed heavily, struggling to blow the strands of hair stuck to her sweaty, tear-streaked face, trying to clear her vision. "Don't shout at me," he bellowed. "Save your energy, Adeline! You'll need it to sign these papers." He extended

glaring at the papers covered

transferring all your properties and wealth to me," Henry said with

with rage as she spat out with hatred and determination, "I will never

and heaving with fury, watching as

tip backward. Mia cried out in pain as her elbow struck the floor, the sharp agony telling her that her

you," he snarled, grabbing Mia by the hair and yanking her up along with the chair. Mia screamed in unbearable hurt as she felt her hair being pulled from its roots, her entire scalp throbbing with