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.

father, but she did know he had a brother. as her mother had mentioned. However, the confusion deepened-why would her own uncle abduct h and keep

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

The man laughed cunningly.

is our first time meeting," he smirked wickedly, causing Mia to sense something very fishy. "Oh, sorry, I mean the second time" he corrected

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in a taunting tone,

expression turning dark, "because you were not even a day old and had just been born

have to see you again in front of me.

own brother. What kind of

eyes burning with tears of betrayal. "Why did you kill my father? And why did you want to kill

tongue in mockery. "It all started with the will you inherited. If my father hadn't made you the heiress, you wouldn't have to live like this, and my brother wouldn't have had to lose his life," he smiled

stared at him helplessly. All this sin was for a

to kill your niece.

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

Mia murmured, glaring at the papers

inheritance and transferring all your properties and wealth to me," Henry said with a casual shrug, as if it were the most natural thing in the

face contorted with rage as she spat out with hatred and determination, "I

panting and heaving with fury, watching as Henry's expression darkened into something truly

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

sign these papers before I kill 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