Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 241 What Goes Around Comes Around

Alvis Vinci frowned, retorting, "Where are your manners, Matteo?"

"I'm not a five-year-old child, Father," Matteo countered, his tone severe. "And stop trying to control my life."

"What are you talking about?" Alvis asked calmly, a smug smirk playing on his lips as he swirled the amber liquid in his glass.

"Why did you make Tomas Bradford give that statement and ruin Emily's reputation in public?" Matteo demanded, his authority clear in his voice.

"So, the rumors were right," Alvis sneered, glaring at his son. "You do care about that whore."

"She is not a whore!" Matteo roared, slamming his hand on the table where the scotch glasses rested. They jumped, spilling amber liquid over the surface. Bruno and Alvis both trembled, the dreadful aura radiating from Matteo sending chills down their spines.

"I am warning you to stay away from her," Matteo said, pointing a threatening finger at his father. "She is my woman, and we are going to get married very soon. "What?" Bruno exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock. "You can't marry that woman! You're already betrothed to my daughter," he reminded the ruthless attorney.

"Secondly, I am not going to marry your daughter." He lifted his head in defiance. "I never intended to marry her. It was all you people planning in your stupid heads. I've told Lia, and she knows I don't feel anything for her." Matteo paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle over the old men. "The only woman I love is Emily, and I am going

father swallowed, realizing the extent of what his younger

heirless. Son, please try to understand. Your mother and

sure he wouldn't have any problem giving you an heir," he said sarcastically, referring to his older brother. Though already married,

the helpless expression on his father's face hinted at something more

pockets. "I don't want to bring a child into this world only to suffer in a selfish family like ours. I don't want him to endure what I've had to live through all my

fists clenched as his

a thing if you refuse to marry an heiress and produce

his tone laced with

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Tue, Oct 29

241 What Goes Around Comes

45 Pearls

don't need your cursed wealth. I'm perfectly fine with what I have, he replied coldly. "Give it all to your elder son. Maybe then he'll give you the heir you're so desperate for He snorted, turning on his heel and heading to