When Sophia found out that Emanuele was nning to marry Isabe off to rk, she couldn’t help but exim, “Oh my goodness, what on earth is happening? Isabe, you’ve just graduated. Emanuele can’t possibly want you to get married! I can’t let you go through with this!”


    At the very least, it should be someone Isabe likes. But she knew Isabe wouldn’t lie, and this was Emanuele’s decision. Oh God, why would Emanuele want to marry Isabe to someone?


    “Don’t worry, Isabe. Let me talk to your stepfather,” Sophia said as she picked up the phone.


    “Leo, what’s going on? Why is Emanuele insisting that Isabe get married?” She had never heard Emanuele mention this before, and now he was saying that Isabe would marry rk in a week. This was hard to ept.N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    Although her own time with Isabe had decreased since she got married, Isabe was her only daughter, and she didn’t want to just give away her happiness for the rest of her life.


    “I haven’t heard of this either,” Leo was also puzzled. “But I believe Emanuele must have his reasons. I’ll ask him.”


    Coincidentally, Emanuele had also arrived today, and he overheard Sophia talking to Isabe and learned that she had told her mother about the impending marriage.


    “It’s like this, the situation is tense right now, and Isabe is in danger. The Sicilian Mafia is targeting her, and marrying rk, the head of the Canadian Mafia, is the best choice to ensure her safety. rk, you’ve met him, he’s a good guy, and Isabe will be happy with him,” Emanuele calmly exined his reasoning to Sophia and Leo.


    Sophia and Leo exchanged a look, and they realized that Emanuele was probably right. Chicago was currently facing great risks, with the Sicilian Mafia eyeing them, and their subordinates dropping like flies. No one knew whose head the Grim Reaper’s scythe would swing toward next.


    After marrying Leo, Sophia knew the risks she would have to shoulder as the Queen of the Mafia. Though Emanuele was powerful, they didn’t know how long he could keep up his strength. If he was in danger, that would put their whole family at risk. Isabe wouldn’t escape either.


    Thinking about it, Sophia spoke to Isabe over the phone, “Isabe, did you hear that? Emanuele is doing this for your own good. We don’t have any other choice, and you should trust him. He’s doing it to ensure your safety.”


    “Yeah, I agree with Emanuele’s idea,” Leo added, emphasizing the rationale behind the decision. “Isabe, just follow through with the wedding. It’s all for your benefit.”


    On the other end of the line, Isabe realized that even her mother thought Emanuele’s decision was right. If marrying rk was the way to secure her happiness, and it hade to this point, what else could she say?


    Isabe felt like she was engulfed in darkness, with no light to be seen. She could barely breathe, tears streaming down her face, yet she didn’t want anyone to know her vulnerability. Without saying a word, she hung up the phone.


    Isabey weakly on her bed, her tears long dried. She felt like an empty doll without a soul.


    Lilly paced outside Isabe’s room, walking back and forth. She looked at Tony and Harry and said, “What can we do now? I feel like Isabe, locked up in her room, will eventually go mad.”


    Lilly could tell that Isabe was truly heartbroken. She liked Emanuele so much, but he was handing her over to someone else. Lilly felt for the young girl.


    “We don’t know what to do. All we can do is ensure her safety; the rest isn’t our business,” Tony replied.


    Both he and Harry had only had casual flings. They had never truly dated because their line of work typically left little time for romance. How could they understand a woman’s mind?


    They didn’t understand why Isabe was so heartbroken. Marrying the head of the Canadian Mafia, a young and handsome man, was a dream for many girls. She hadn’t even put in any effort and had be the Queen of the Mafia. They couldn’t fathom why she was so sad. It left them clueless about how tofort her.


    Looking at the two men in front of her, who were as stoic as wood, Lilly couldn’t help but shake her head and sigh, “No wonder Emanuele arranged for me to take care of her. If it were you two trying to console her, she might as well be dead.”


    With these thoughts in mind, Lilly called Emanuele. “Emanuele, except for mealtime, Isabe stays in her room all day and refuses toe out. I’m very worried about her,” Lilly said to Emanuele. In reality, it was also a test to see if Emanuele cared about Isabe.


    “What’s wrong with her?” Emanuele asked. At this moment, he was just finishing dealing with a warehouse attack case. These kinds of incidents had been happening recently. Although they were notrge-scale, they were troublesome. It was evident that the Sicilian Mafia was retaliating against him because he had captured many of their members, and they were getting closer to their ultimate target. They were definitely getting desperate.


    However, it didn’t matter. It was only a matter of time before they found those responsible. But he had to minimize the loss of his personnel.


    “I’m not sure what’s going on. She seems to be resisting the marriage. Every time I see her, her eyes are red. I suspect she’s been crying in her room every day. Oh, my poor Isabe. Why does she have to go through such a miserable experience?” Lilly didn’t tell Emanuele directly that Isabe liked him. Perhaps he was aware of it but pretending not to know. She knew that revealing Isabe’s feelings would only make her look more vulnerable. In the world of emotions, the one who falls in love first often seems more vulnerable. Unless she could sense that Emanuele had the slightest liking for Isabe, she wouldn’t tell him that Isabe had feelings for him.


    Listening to Lilly’s words, Emanuele furrowed his brows. He could almost imagine Isabe in her room, crying. However, he preferred the strong, defiant side of her that wouldn’t back down and dared to challenge him. That’s what made her interesting.


    He didn’t like seeing her cry, unless it was in bed. So, when Lilly mentioned Isabe crying, Emanuele felt a slight pain in his chest as if something had pierced him. But he kept hisposure.


    The situation was just too tense right now. He couldn’t afford to be distracted and take care of Isabe.


    “Tell Isabe that in the next few days, I will have rke to the top apartment to keep herpany. Let’s consider it as a newlywed couple getting to know each other. I hope she’ll be willing to spend time with rk,” Emanuele said these words, and no one knew how much effort it took him to suppress his frustration.


    He thought about the past when rk had pursued Isabe. Back then, seeing them together made him angry, upset, and even madly kiss Isabe. But now, was he going to watch Isabe be with rk?


    Emanuele felt a lump in his throat, a sense of sorrow creeping over him. This man who had always been on top, now felt like a defeated tiger, head hung low.


    Lilly was astonished. “Emanuele, are you really going to do this? Isabe might very well die.”


    “She won’t die,” Emanuele quickly reverted to his usual indifference. “However sad she is, however heartbroken she is, I don’t want to know. As long as she’s alive and well, that’s all that matters.”