Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 366 Betrayal

Emma was taken aback, her body jolting in surprise at the sound of Leonardo's menacing and furious voice reverberating through the room. She hastily settled back into her seat, attempting to compose herself while a palpable fear lingered in her voice.

"Leonardo, please calm down. Sofia is resting in the guest room. She wasn't feeling well and was eagerly waiting for you to arrive for lunch. I suggested that she take some time to rest until you came," Emma replied, her voice quivering slightly as she tried to maintain an

innocent facade.

Leonardo's voice boomed again, filled with anger and impatience. "Where the hell is the guest room?" he bellowed, his frustration echoing through the space.

Carlo Ricci, standing at the top of the staircase, intervened forcefully, his voice resonating with authority and indignation. "Leonardo! Why are you causing a commotion in my house? You dare speak to my wife that way."

A surge of fury filled Leonardo as he retorted, "Carlo Ricci, where is my wife? If anything happens to her, I won't spare you or your wife. I'll damn well annihilate your entire family, and no one will be able to stop me until I find Sofia this instant."

Carlo, undeterred by Leonardo's threats, descended the stairs, his rage matching that of Leonardo's. "Are you out of your damn mind? You dare to speak of my daughter that way?" he shouted, his voice laced with righteous anger.

"And that daughter of yours is nowhere to be found in this house when she was supposed to have lunch with you, you damn Riccis!" Leonardo bellowed, his fury unrelenting.

Leonardo's words hung in the air, tension thickening with each passing moment. Carlo, now face to face with Leonardo, engaged in a volatile confrontation. The audacity displayed by Carlo after Leonardo's wife had vanished from their residence only fueled Leonardo's boiling anger.

Turning his attention toward his wife, Carlo interrogated Emma in a dangerous tone, demanding answers. "Emma, where is Sofia?" he seethed, his voice heavy with an ominous warning.

"She... she... I... I sent her to rest in the guest room. Perhaps she's asleep there. I... I'll go and check on her," she faltered, her words betraying her unease.

Emma's stammering response only served to further confirm Leonardo's suspicions.

Carlo, frustrated with the situation and the blame being placed upon them, lashed out at Emma, his voice reverberating with fury. "What are you waiting for, Emma? Hurry up, you fool! Can't you see that Leonardo is accusing us?"

eyes darted inside the room, only to find it empty. Frustration surged through him, fueling his anger to its boiling point. His entire being

hesitation, he lunged forward, clutching Carlo's throat and forcefully pinning him against the wall. The air grew thick with tension as Leonardo's grip tightened, exerting pressure

entered the house with ma'am, there were two more individuals present. They are also missing." Leonardo's head snapped toward Emma, his eyes filled with an intense mixture of anger and suspicion. With a renewed grip on Carlo's neck, he demanded, "Who were they, and where are they now?" Emma, her voice trembling with fear, stammered her response. "He must be referring to Carlo's stepbrother, Mak Ricci, and his wife, Lana Ricci. They left after receiving an urgent call. Please, release my husband." The

feigned emotions

filled with urgency. "Boss, we managed to track Mrs. Morelli through the

on Carlo's throat loosened, his attention now fully focused on finding Sofia. "What are we waiting for? Let's go now," he growled, his

assist in locating Sofia, proposed joining the pursuit. However, Leonardo's trust in the Ricci family had been shattered. Through gritted teeth, he dismissed Carlo's offer. "No, I don't trust any

toward his car, his mind consumed with the singular goal of reaching his beloved wife before any harm could befall her. The fire of vengeance burned within him as he vowed to eradicate anyone

against her face. Still

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to her, causing

she discovered herself bound to a chair, tightly restrained with ropes constricting her hands and legs. Panic began to well

woman," Mak's deep voice resonated through the room, and as Sofia lifted

is happening?" Sofia managed to

better place for you than the depths of hell," Mak sneered, his expression filled with

echoing off the walls. Sofia's heart pounded

about her deceased mother. Sofia's

my mother!" Sofia's voice rang out, laced with a mix of defiance and frustration. She was tired of enduring their insults and

swiftly moved toward

and delivered a forceful slap across

through Sofia's

blood filled her mouth. Tears welled up in her

you wretched whore!" Mak snarled, gripping Sofia's hair tightly, causing her