Chapter 106: Hosting A Birthday Party


    Chapter 106: Hosting a Birthday Party


    Emanuele sat in the car, and at that moment, Phillip handed him all the information he had


    gathered.


    "From what those servants said, Frederick has two sons. One of them died ten years ago, and the


    other, Luca, has been groomed as the heir. He also has a nephew, William, with whom he has a


    close rtionship. And by the way, Frederick has a granddaughter currently studying in Europe."


    Emanuele listened to Phillip''s report with a serious expression. Even though Frederick had


    escaped, they had note away empty-handed. They had gathered valuable clues,


    understanding the extent of hiswork of rtionships. Dealing with him would be much easier


    with this information.


    Frederick always enjoyed going after those close to him. Perhaps it was time to make Frederick


    taste the bitterness of loss.


    "Continue the investigation. Find out where his rtives are hiding."


    "Yes."


    Just then, Emanuele''s phone chimed, and he received a message from Frederick.


    "So, you couldn''t find me. Are you disappointed?"


    It was a tant provocation, and Emanuele felt his anger simmer. He had to restrain himself from


    smashing the phone in frustration. Frederick was daring to challenge him openly.


    It implied that Frederick had not suffered the significant losses Emanuele had hoped for. Otherwise,


    he would be nothing but a fugitive, scurrying away like a rat. Why would hee looking for


    Emanuele?


    Realizing this, Emanuele couldn''t help but feel irritated. But he wouldn''t reveal his emotions in front


    of Frederick.


    "I''m not that disappointed. Now that I know about your son, your nephew, and your granddaughter,


    Frederick, I''ve got my eye on them. Tell them to be careful."


    On this battlefield, even words had to be a strategic move, and they wouldn''t let themselves appear


    weak.


    After Emanuele sent this message, Frederick did not respond, confirming Emanuele''s victory in this


    exchange.


    Frederick must be feeling quite frantic now. The mouse that had managed to escape this time would


    not be so lucky next time. But Emanuele also knew that, with the weapons he had cleared from


    Frederick''s hideout, the losses in personnel, it would likely be a while before Frederick stirred up


    trouble again.


    It was time to return life to normal and host a party to celebrate, showing Frederick just how strong


    he had be.


    But for some reason, Emanuele''s mind was suddenly filled with Isabe''s sad expression when she


    looked at him earlier today. He didn''t want her to be upset, but at this point, they couldn''t afford to let


    emotions cloud their judgment.


    He had done simr things before, targeting the wives of mafia bosses, including his mother...


    To ensure Isabe''s safety, she needed to understand that their marriage was just a game, without


    deep emotions.


    Isabe had been distracted all day, even while watching TV shows. Grazia tried to discuss the


    show''s content with her, but Isabe seemed lost, as if she didn''t know what was happening in the


    story.


    Grazia was somewhat exasperated and gently stroked Isabe''s hair. "Isabe, what''s on your


    mind? Is it because Emanuele isn''t happy?"


    "No, why would I be unhappy because of him?" Isabe shook her head, trying to shake


    Emanuele''s presence from her thoughts.


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    She didn''t want to think about Emanuele anymore. He treated their marriage as a game, so why


    was she even concerned about him? She was crazy.


    These days, Emanuele had been less busy after hitting one of Frederick''s hideouts, and at least it


    had brought some temporary peace to the Sicilian people.


    Emanuele had also called Leo and Sophia back from abroad. For now, Chicago was still safe, but if


    the situation got worse, they could send them overseas again.


    In the evening, after Emanuele returned home, he embraced Isabe. "My birthday is in five days.


    Isabe, I''d like to have a birthday party."


    "Your birthday?" Isabe looked surprised.


    "Yes, what are you going to give me as a gift?" Emanuele asked.


    "I don''t have anything to give you," Isabe responded coldly. She was angry at Emanuele for


    toying with her emotions.


    Seeing the sulking expression on her face, Emanuele sighed and kissed her soft lips. "You really


    don''t want to think about it? Well, I think you could get me a tie or a pair of shoes. I like both."


    "Swipe your card and get yourself a gift. As long as you ept it, it''s fine," Isabe retorted.


    "It''s okay. I''ll like anything you give me," Emanueleughed. "But during the party, you''ll have to


    help me receive the guests. Many people will being, and it will be quite lively."


    Isabe furrowed her brows. "Aren''t you worried about any unexpected incidents, since your


    enemies haven''t been caught yet?"


    "He''s already taken a heavy blow and needs time to recover. It won''t be that easy for him to cause


    trouble again," Emanuele replied confidently. He didn''t believe Frederick could adjust so quickly.


    They had destroyed his hideouts and lost many soldiers. Besides, he''d have plenty of security at the


    party, and not even a fly could sneak in. He would even allow Frederick to watch from the sidelines


    to see how joyous and grand their celebration was.


    Isabe huffed, not in the mood to argue with Emanuele. He always did as he pleased, and there


    was no point in resisting.


    At this moment, Emanuele held her tightly in his arms. Isabe felt his warmth and his dominant


    aura. It was as if she was his own doll, held closely.


    At this moment, he seemed to like her, but every time she showed affection, he quickly reminded


    her that their rtionship was just a game. So even though he held her in such a dominating way,


    making her feel like he wanted to possess her, Isabe had no other thoughts.


    She dared not think, dared not fall for Emanuele again. Her unyielding nature told her she couldn''t


    like Emanuele. If she did, she would be the loser, trampled beneath Emanuele''s feet.


    Just then, she heard Emanuele continue, "By the way, Isabe, our wedding was quite rushed. We


    didn''t invite many people, especially from my side of the family and your rtives. Many didn''t


    attend. During my birthday party, I will invite them all."


    Hearing Emanuele''s words, Isabe felt her heart constricting again. Inviting them, did that mean


    Chloe would being too? Last time, Chloe hadn''t attended, which had been a relief. Otherwise,


    she might have copsed on the spot. And now, if Chloe came to the party, Isabe wasn''t sure if


    she could handle the emotional turmoil.


    She probably wouldn''t, Isabeforted herself. Even though Emanuele didn''t like her, he was


    married to her now, and she was the queen of the mafia. She could call the shots. With her current


    status, she had no reason to fear Chloe.