Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 285 Scandal Of The Year

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"Are you sure about this?" Andrew Whitmore, Adam's father, growled, his voice sharp with suspicion. "Because if you're lying, you'll regret it deeply," he threatened, his piercing gaze fixed on Daniel.

"No, sir, I am not lying. I have proof," Daniel replied confidently, a smug smirk playing on his lips.

He had taken photos secretly when Claire showed him the contract, trying to prove that her marriage to Adam wasn't real. Those images were now his leverage.

He handed his phone to Andrew, displaying the incriminating pictures.

"I can't believe this," Linda, Adam's mother, gasped, her face pale with disbelief. "First, that mother of two, Mia, and now a contract marriage with this gold digger? What is wrong with him? What will happen to my son's future? How could he be so foolish when it comes to the women in his life?" she lamented, wringing her hands in distress.

"Don't worry, Linda," Andrew said, his jaw clenching as a determined glint flashed in his eyes. "I'll handle this. I'll do whatever it takes to secure his future and set his life back on track."

Then, turning to Daniel, he asked coldly, "What do you want?"

"Sir, I was planning to go to the press with this information," Daniel said, feigning anguish with masterful precision. "Adam married my girlfriend. I love her deeply, and I want her back." His voice wavered just enough to paint himself as the victim, ensuring Adam's parents would fall for his charade.

"You don't need to go to the press," Andrew said sharply, his tone decisive. "I'll give you money, but you must keep your mouth shut." Andrew's mind raced. If the news of a fake marriage became public, his son's career and reputation would be in jeopardy. As a father, he was determined to protect Adam at any cost.

I'll forget everything... after ten million is transferred to my account," Daniel said,

your account number," Andrew replied instantly, ready to resolve the

his account details, his eyes

spoke again, his voice like ice. "Now, I'm doubling the amount. But I want you to ensure that gold

eagerly, a sly grin tugging at his lips as a dangerous glint

for all. Taking a cab, she disguised herself with a scarf and sunglasses. When she arrived at Daniel's apartment, she rang the bell hastily,

door, a smug smile on his face, and stepped aside to let

took a deep breath, stepping inside as she removed her scarf

hardened.

Scandal Of The

behind her and turned,

darling?" he asked politely, his voice dripping with

get it over with. I don't owe you any money, so stop bothering me," she spat, her tone laced with irritation. "Claire, I don't want your money," he said calmly, his demeanor unsettling. "I called you

he being serious? She studied his face for

lifting her eyebrows in disbelief, her

one last hug?" he sighed, his voice filled with feigned sincerity. Claire hesitated, her instincts screaming not to trust him. She stayed rooted to the spot,

hug," Daniel pressed, his tone

closer to give her ex a brief goodbye

shouting questions and capturing every moment. Stunned, Claire pushed Daniel away, but it was too late. The damage was done. The cameras had already captured the scene, and reporters were yelling over each other,

and saw the smug smile plastered on his face. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks-this had

photographers had already taken all the pictures and footage they needed. Anger and humiliation burned through her as she

hissed, her voice trembling as she fought to hold

concern as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close in a mock attempt to shield her