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Too Late For Regret, Mafia Capo

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1138    |    Released on: 15/08/2026

tina'

y disappeared f

ating the penthouse, the luxury cars, and the shell comp

to the lock came from outside the door. My heart skipped a beat, but my hands moved swiftly to close the folders, sho

in without

e couch, his jaw tight an

"The child's anxiety index is dangerously high. The doctor recommended t

onless, waiting for

to remarry

and gripped my s

htening. "This is just a temporary measure for the child. After

all I saw was the arrogance of a man w

l give you 10% of the Salvatore fa

briefcase and slapped it heavily onto the

slightly, perfectly display

s is the only way

d his head to kiss the top of my hair.

a forgiving and understanding woman, I g

you, Dante,"

ing on his face. He praised my loyalty and tolerance, but wh

the couch and handed it to

. It was Isabella's custom ringtone

emarriage is just a quiet proc

the liquidation value of the tech shares. His gaze lingered on the cor

that?"

y expression. "It's a new investme

ersed in his own power and w

re of you for the rest of your

afehouse without eve

signed the share transfer agreement without hesitati

cation device and messaged Camila

and Isabella officially

al. I opened the "Organization's" internal network app and saw that Isabella had posted a picture of the

proar, frantically mocking me as a complete los

eleted the post, clearly wanting to m

nte. His voice was fille

c!" he roared over the phone. "I'm transferri

ed at the notification on the screen, my mind occupied entirely with the security level

signer luggage, and walked into the exclusiv

, I

o. I heard their bodyguards talking, Dante was taking them

th her hand and let out a short, sharp ga

e shrieked. "Why can't you jus

ng with anger. He strode over to me and sna

re you following

you. Give me back

ave bribed the consigliere to get our itinerary!" Isab

tely ran out, and his e

ouse, Valentina, and

oarding pass o

t, then bent down, picked up the boarding pa

him and walked towar

of footsteps behind me, the panick

little fists to violently

gravity was shifting. On the terminal's smooth, polished marble floor, the he

ll forward uncontrollably, slamming heavil

echoed throu

m tightly. "Quickly, get Le

rief second, glancing a

s heir, dusted him off, and walked

, you didn't get

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Too Late For Regret, Mafia Capo
Too Late For Regret, Mafia Capo
“I was about to marry Dante, a ruthless New York Mafia boss. However, just three blocks away from the cathedral, his ex-wife sent a text message saying their son was coughing up blood. This was the third time, and Dante abandoned me at the altar once again, transferring a hundred million dollars to me as compensation instead. I accepted the money, but his ex-wife did not stop there. She moved into my home with her son, faked an illness, and tried to force me out. The last straw that broke me happened at the airport, when the little heir, instigated by his mother, viciously pushed me from behind. I fell hard onto the cold marble floor and lost the child I did not even know I was carrying. As I lay in a pool of my own blood, Dante's mother coldly gave an order over the phone: "The child is dead. You need to protect the living heir and Isabella's status." Dante looked at me, his face full of guilt, but eventually, he turned and walked away with them. To compensate for the child I lost, he threw a massive business empire at me, expecting me to continue waiting in the shadows while he enjoyed his family's bliss. I finally understood that in the face of his mafia bloodline, my loyalty meant absolutely nothing. With a steady hand, I signed the asset transfer documents and did not hesitate to liquidate all the properties he had given me. Then, I boarded a private cartel jet flying to Switzerland. This time, I am going to build an empire of my own!”