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    She couldn’t kill someone.


    In her world, even the worst people faced legal consequences. But in Emanuele’s world, it was different. People they didn’t like could be killed without consequences, and Chloe was much worse.


    Seeing Isabe lost in thought after his words, Emanuele sighed, “You don’t want to kill her?”


    If Isabe didn’t want to, Emanuele would do it himself. Chloe had to die in Emanuele’s view.


    If she doesn’t die, then the authority of his position as the head of the Mafia will be challenged. He couldn’t tolerate a woman who had cruelly harmed his wife without paying the price of her life. So, no matter what, Chloe had to die.


    “If you’re unwilling, I can handle it,” Emanuele said, not wanting to force Isabe.


    “You don’t have to. I’ll do it,” Isabe immediately rejected Emanuele’s proposal. She knew she had to go through this, for her dignity, as Emanuele’s wife, and for the violence Chloe hadmitted against her. She had to kill her if she wanted to be a true Mafia queen.


    Moreover, Chloe had always threatened her with death, so why couldn’t she reverse that threat?


    Seeing Isabe willingly offering to kill Chloe, Emanuele’s eyes showed a touch of appreciation. “Well done, Isabe. You’re making great progress. You’re fully deserving of the title of Mafia queen.”


    Emanuele bent down and kissed Isabe’s forehead. However, seeing her covered in injuries still made him angry. “Remember, Isabe, you’re incredible. Your appearance and your thoughts match perfectly with the wife I desire. So, don’t ever feel inferior or hurt because of that bitch’s words in the future, understand?”


    As Emanuele spoke, his hand slid down her body. His heated touch made Isabe’s body sensitive. “If it weren’t for your injuries, I wouldn’t have been able to restrain myself for so long. You should know how crazy I am about your body.”


    Emanuele gestured toward his lower body, making Isabe blush. She hadn’t expected Emanuele to say something like that, but considering their past experiences, it seemed urate that Emanuele was indeed passionate in that regard.


    She could feel his excitement toward her body, which boosted Isabe’s confidence.


    After staying in the hospital for several days, with her body fully checked and cleared, Isabe arranged for her discharge. On the day of her discharge, Isabe’s uncle and aunt also arrived.


    “Isabe, can you please spare Chloe? She hasn’t been good to you before, but we’ll discipline her. I’ll give her a good beating,” her uncle pleaded.


    “Yes, we’re apologizing to you, and we’llpensate you however you want. We just hope you can spare Chloe.”


    She was their only daughter, and she had been carefully nurtured. With Emanuele’s brutal nature, Chloe had a high probability of being executed. She had only beaten Isabe, so couldn’t they just return the favor? There was no need to kill her.


    Isabe looked at her uncle and aunt. She couldn’t forget her uncle’s coldness or her aunt’s harshness. Of course, they weren’t as cruel as Chloe, so she chose not to hold a grudge against them. But that didn’t mean she would listen to them and spare Chloe.


    “Uncle, Aunt, I’m addressing you formally for now because I still have a modicum of respect left for you. But I haven’t forgotten the things you did to me when I lived in your home. I’m not holding you ountable for that now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t in the future. Chloe has hurt me repeatedly, and she doesn’t respect Emanuele. I won’t spare her this time,” Isabe said, chin raised, her tone icy.


    Mart and Madelyn were taken aback by Isabe’s determination. In their minds, Isabe had always been a quiet and timid girl who didn’t stand out in the crowd. When Chloe bullied her before, she didn’t dare to speak the truth to her own mother, saying she had been injured identally.


    However, this timid girl had now be confident, fierce, andmanding, like a queen. They could only watch from a distance and not dare to offend her.


    She was the queen of the Mafia.


    After Isabe spoke, she dismissed Mart and Madelyn, having Tony and Harry escort them out.


    Seeing Isabe’s change, Mart and Madelyn were left speechless. The girl they had bullied before had transformed into a formidable force. They couldn’t say anything more.


    Now, Isabe wasn’t the easy target she used to be.


    Chloe, on the other hand, was in deep trouble. Madelyn cried as she held Mart, regretting how they had treated Isabe in the past.


    “Did they also mistreat you?” Emanuele asked as he held Isabe, his voice gentle, but she felt the fury in him.


    It was as if he would take action and kill them if she confirmed their abuse of her.


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    Isabe denied, “No.”


    Emanuele was somewhat skeptical of Isabe’s response, but he ultimately chose to believe her.


    After being discharged from the hospital, Isabe didn’t return home. She went with Emanuele to the dungeon.


    Today was Chloe’s day of reckoning.


    When they entered the dungeon, Isabe felt a bit nervous. It wasn’t her first time here; she remembered thest time when Emanuele had brought her here and they had shot someone together.


    She also recalled the person who had been tortured beyond recognition.


    Even now, Isabe had psychological trauma thinking about it, and she felt her stomach churning.


    Seeing Isabe’s anxiety, Emanuele immediately held her hand and pulled her into his embrace tofort her emotions.


    At this moment, regret and guilt welled up inside him once again. He remembered the time when he had brought Isabe here and they had shot someone, and Isabe had been scared to the point of breakdown. He had seen her agony and had felt unusually excited and ted at the time.


    The more he thought about it, the more ashamed he felt now.


    “Isabe, I’m sorry,” Emanuele lowered his head and kissed Isabe’s hair. He knew that no matter how much he apologized, the past injuries were already inflicted. All he could do was to refrain from causing any more harm to Isabe in the future.


    Isabe looked at Emanuele and said, “You didn’t know back then, and I don’t me you.”


    At that time, she and Emanuele were like enemies. Emanuele had only wanted to torment her, and she had wanted to escape that environment. Even though Isabe said this, Emanuele still felt a heavy sense of guilt in his chest.


    “If you don’t want to go in, you don’t have to,” Emanuele said.


    “No, I want to see Chloe.”


    Emanuele tightly held Isabe’s hand and led her down the stairs. Unlike thest time Isabe hade here, there was no one in the cell. In the center of the dungeon, Chloe was suspended from the ceiling.


    When Isabe saw Chloe, she almost didn’t recognize her. Her once meticulously groomed golden hair now resembled a tangle of weeds. Her clothes were dirty and sticky, obscuring her once elegant and beautiful appearance.