Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Emanuele was dissatisfied with Isabella’s response, feeling as though she was just brushing him off. Isabella, feeling helpless, remembered Lilly’s comment about Emanuele’s immaturity. “This is our child. Don’t you like the idea?” Isabella asked.

“Oh? Are you saying you chose the child?” Emanuele replied. Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at his response. She turned and embraced Emanuele. “Can I choose you?” she asked.

“A wise choice,” Emanuele said, smiling. “Isabella, I like that you’re so clever with your choices.”

“I’ve never seen a father being envious of his own child.”

“Of course, my feelings for you are deeper than those for a child, Isabella. I don’t want a child now. I still want more time alone with you,” Emanuele explained.

Listening to Emanuele, Isabella felt a weight in her heart. She couldn’t let Emanuele find out about the child. He didn’t want a child now, and he was behaving especially cold. He showed no affection for the child, making Isabella feel that there was danger.

She was determined not to let Emanuele find out about the child. If he did, it would be trouble for the child. Isabella gritted her teeth and squeezed into Emanuele’s arms. “I’m tired. Let’s go to sleep,” she said.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Unaware of Isabella’s true thoughts, Emanuele remained firm in his decision. He didn’t want a child so soon; the little ones would only disturb their private world. Most importantly, he needed to find William. It couldn’t be delayed any longer. Emanuele had to find William as soon as possible; otherwise, the people around him might be in danger.

As he thought about it, the image of what he desired appeared. Phillip didn’t come to work today. Phillip had been by his side for seven years, always punctual unless he was working overtime or feeling unwell. He’d always texted in advance when that was the case. But today, there was no message from Phillip.

Emanuele called Phillip, but the phone just rang and no one picked up. “Damn it, Phillip might be in trouble,” Emanuele said with a frown to James.

“I’ll go check Phillip’s apartment,” James, a man of action, immediately drove to Phillip’s apartment. Their residences weren’t far from each other, and the security was good.

Arriving at Phillip’s apartment, James knocked on the door. There was no answer. He kicked the door open and found the apartment empty, but there were signs of a struggle and blood on the floor.

All these signs indicated that something had happened to Phillip. Had William’s revenge begun? Anger and fear surged through James. “Boss, something’s happened to Phillip. We need to find him,” he said.

“Go,” Emanuele replied, his brow furrowed. Had William started to act? Damn it. These guys were like weeds, no matter how hard you tried to eradicate them, they kept spreading.

He had thought William would take some time to regroup before making a move, but now, he had already started. And he had captured Phillip, Emanuele thought. He couldn’t let anything happen to Phillip. “James, send more people to search for Phillip. We have to find him as soon as possible,” Emanuele instructed.

“Okay,” James replied. Emanuele couldn’t afford to lose anyone else. Phillip, I hope you come back safely.

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Evelyn noticed that Pippo had been taking a lot of leave recently and coming home late every day. “Pippo, what’s been going on with you lately?” she asked, looking worried.

Pippo shook his head. “It’s nothing. There’s just been some trouble at home, but trust me, I’ll sort it out soon.”

Hearing Pippo’s confident reply, Evelyn hugged him. “Pippo, sometimes I feel like there’s a great distance between us. Why won’t you tell me anything?”

Evelyn often felt exhausted. They were supposed to be the closest people in the world, but she always felt there was a great distance between them. Until now, she felt she hadn’t truly understood Pippo.

Pippo pushed up his glasses, pulled Evelyn close, and kissed her forehead. “Evelyn, I’m sorry. I just don’t want you to worry. Trust me, everything will be okay.”

“Why can’t you tell me then? We’ve known each other for so long, my parents have met you several times, but I’ve never met your parents, and I don’t even know how many people are in your family.”

Initially, she had said that Pippo’s father was the hospital’s director, but later, Pippo denied it. He also said hisparents weren’t in Chicago, and when the time was right, he would take her to meet them.

Pippo seemed too mysterious, and it made Evelyn feel insecure. She started to consider whether to continue the relationship. Despite her feelings for Pippo, his enigmatic nature caused her great distress.

“Wait a little longer, Evelyn. I promise when we’re about to get married, I will take you to meet my parents and let you understand my family,” Pippo reassured her.

Evelyn nodded, deciding to trust Pippo once more. However, she couldn’t shake the feeling of a faint scent of blood lingering around Pippo, mixed with the subtle fragrance of his cologne. Perhaps she was mistaken?

“Oh, Evelyn, can you invite Isabella to our house? I have some free time this weekend and would like to have dinner with her at our place. What do you think?” Pippo asked.

“Of course,” Evelyn readily agreed. But after saying yes, she suddenly remembered something. “Isabella hasn’t been able to come out recently. She said they encountered some danger and needed to stay in the apartment.”

After all, Isabella was the wife of a mafia leader, and Emanuele himself was a man surrounded by uncertain risks. Therefore, the people around him were also in danger. Evelyn remembered Isabella’s mother, who had died because of this… As Isabella’s friend, she was relieved that they were some distance apart. Otherwise, she might be in danger too. But she didn’t want to see anything happen to Isabella.

“Is that so? That’s a pity,” Pippo sighed. He looked genuinely disappointed, but in his mind, he was thinking about the day he visited Isabella’s apartment and the bathroom window, which could be his way in. If Isabella didn’t come out, he would have to make his move from there.

Emanuele likely wouldn’t dream of his true identity. Emanuele had been searching for him for so long and still couldn’t find him. Well, he would deliver a heavy blow to Emanuele then! But after he took out Emanuele’s henchman, he guessed Emanuele would start to crumble. He looked forward to seeing Emanuele in pain, in collapse, and powerless to fight back. Then he would let Emanuele die in front of him, avenging his uncle and brother.