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“Don’t Sign It Yet!” the Maid’s Daughter Cried—And Seconds Later, the Mafia Boss Heard His Wife’s Voice for the First Time in Three Years. / Chapter 6 / 15

Chapter 6 - Shattered Porcelain

The name hung in the air like poison gas.

Isabella stepped back, her hands flying to her mouth, her eyes wide with frantic denial. "He's lying! Vincent, you can't believe this worm! He's trying to save his own skin by pinning this on me!"

"Am I?" Bellamy choked out, tears streaming down his face as Vincent held him suspended over the marble floor. "Tell him about the offshore accounts, Isabella! Tell him about the trust transfers that required Sofia's legally incapacitated signature!"

Vincent slowly lowered Bellamy, dropping him unceremoniously onto the scattered rose petals. He turned his heavy, terrifying gaze toward Isabella. The woman who had shared his bed, poured his morning coffee, and smiled at his side for two years suddenly looked like a stranger wearing a mask.

"Isabella," Vincent said, his voice dangerously low. "Explain the trust."

Isabella’s carefully constructed composure melted away, replaced by a cold, hardened glint that nobody in the room had ever seen before. The frightened, delicate bride vanished in an instant.

"You fool," Isabella laughed softly, her voice losing its melodic warmth, turning sharp and metallic. "You really thought a woman like Sofia fit into your little fairy-tale kingdom? She was too stubborn. She knew too much about your transition into legitimate shipping fronts. She was a liability."

Dominic drew his weapon, the cold steel gleaming under the crystal chandelier. "Where is she?"

"Downstairs," Isabella smiled, showing no fear as she looked directly down the barrel of Dominic's gun. "Breathing. Barely. But alive. Exactly where Bellamy’s security architecture put her three years ago, kept alive just enough to sign off on the asset transfers every six months."

Vincent didn't wait to hear another word. He turned on his heel, his massive shoulders tense, and marched straight toward the private service elevator hidden behind the mahogany paneling of the ballroom.

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