Just then, Phillip walked over.


    “Boss, your wife is here to see you,” Phillip said to Emanuele.


    Emanuele frowned. “What’s she doing here?”


    “She said she wanted to bring you some afternoon tea.”


    Emanuele walked from the warehouse to his office and saw Isabe waiting for him there.


    She looked so youthful today, with her auburn hair cascading down her shoulders in soft waves like silk. On the desk was a box of food and Isabe said to him, “I just came from my mother’s ce and stopped by a coffee shop on the way. I brought you some coffee and sandwiches.”


    Emanuele smiled as he approached Isabe and grabbed her butt, pulling her closer.


    He nted a kiss on her lips. “Baby, why are you being so sweet today? Bringing me food like this?”


    She had nevere to his office before without being asked; this was the first time.


    “I missed you,” Isabe replied.


    “You’re bing more and more like the perfect wife every day. It makes me want to devour you even more.” Emanuele stroked Isabe’s back gently.


    Isabe moved away from him. “Stop fooling around! I’m going shopping with Evelynter.”


    Since Chloe died, Emanuele noticed that Isabe seemed much more rxed than before. He had worried that killing Chloe might have traumatized her, but it seemed not at all now that he saw how calm she was about everything – as if being married into the Mafia world had made it easier for her somehow.


    He let go of Isabe then picked up one of the sandwiches she brought him – fresh out of an oven with perfect blend of meat, egg and cheese filling – taking a bite while closing his eyes in enjoyment.


    Isabelle watched as he savored every bite before asking yfully: “Is it good?”


    Emanuel nodded approvingly.


    “You enjoy your meal as you want; I won’t be home for dinner tonight because I’m having dinner with Evelyn and Pippo.”


    Pippo returned today so they decided on having dinner together – just three old friends catching up after years apart.


    “Did you bring me afternoon tea because you didn’t want to eat dinner with me?” Emanuele hugged Isabe, as if he didn’t want her to leave. This girl was ying mind games with him now.


    “Yes,” Isabeughed and nted a kiss on Emanuele’s cheek. “Don’t worry, I’ll be home early.”


    “I hope you keep your word,” Emanuele let go of Isabe.


    Although he wanted Isabe to stay at home, he couldn’t deprive her of the right to see her friends. He could feel that she was getting depressed from being cooped up in the apartment all the time.


    Now that he knew she was taking medication for emotional issues, he couldn’t do anything that would upset her further. It would be good for her to go out and meet friends and rx.


    After Isabe left, Phillip walked into the office and said to Emanuele: “Boss, we just found out where Frederick’s granddaughter is located. We should be able to find her soon enough. But she probably changed her name so it might take some time.”


    “What about his son or nephew?”


    “They’ve been following him, but can’t find Frederick’s whereabouts or theirs either.”


    Emanuele nodded in understanding. But since they had already narrowed down his granddaughter’s location, it was a good start.


    Phillip noticed the lunch box from earlier on Emanuele’s desk and asked: “Boss, when did you start using such cute lunch boxes? Look at all these cartoon patterns on them.”


    Emanuele’s face darkened instantly at Phillip’s teasing remark.


    “If you have nothing better to do, then get lost,” snapped Emanuele as Phillip quickly left the room.


    Left alone in his office with the lunch box in hand, Emanuelle looked at it back-and-forth before breaking into a smile.


    Indeed this style of lunch box wasn’t like him, but he liked it because it was given by Isabe.


    Isabe met Evelyn and Pippo at a restaurant for dinner.


    “Sorry for keeping you guys waiting,” Isabelle hugged Evelyn upon arrival before ncing over at Pippo who seemed worn out after not seeing each other for some time.


    “Pippo what happened with your family? Are you okay?” asked an concerned Isab


    “It’s okay, I’ve handled everything,” Pippo said, his gaze fixed on Isabe as if he was observing and evaluating her.


    “Isabe, I’ve noticed a big change in you since you married Emanuele,” he continued.


    “Really? What kind of change?”


    “You seem more elegant andposed than before. It’s like you’re apletely different person.”


    Isabe thought to herself that it was because she had been through so much that she had changed. She had even killed someone, so there wasn’t anything she couldn’t do now.


    “But no matter what, you guys are still my best friends,” Isabe smiled.


    Originally it was only Evelyn who was her best friend, but now that Evelyn and Pippo were together, they both became her closest friends. She still didn’t know why they were together though; she always felt like Pippo’s feelings towards her were different…


    But never mind, maybe Pippo just wanted to date someone. Seeing how sweet Evelyn and Pippo looked together made Isabe think that maybe she was overthinking things.


    They chatted about their lives when suddenly Pippo asked Isabe: “Are you nning on having children with Emanuele?”


    The question caught Isabe off guard. She had never thought about having children before.


    Their marriage seemed stable and getting better all the time but they weren’t at the point where they wanted children yet. Mainly because although Emanuele loved her body, he treated their marriage as if it were just a game.


    She did love Emanuele but didn’t want to appear too submissive; if he didn’t love her back then she wouldn’t let him know how much she loved him.


    She had pride in herself.


    So for now at least, having children wasn’t an option for them.


    “I’m not nning on having any kids right now,” Isabe replied.Property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Pippo looked disappointed: “I think you should have kids sooner rather thanter to strengthen your rtionship with each other. Trust me Isabe, this will make your rtionship even better.”


    “If our rtionship needs kids to keep it strong, then I don’t think we should continue this rtionship.” Isabelleughed -she may not have much experience in rtionships- but has opinions of her own regarding them.


    “Pippo, do YOU want kids? Cause I can give birth three times over! How does that sound?” Evelyn leaned against his shoulder while saying this yfully, “I don’t even know how happy my parents would be if they saw me giving birth!”


    “Evelyn, you’re still young. I don’t think you need to have children so early,” Isabe suggested.


    She thought Evelyn’s ideas were rather simple.


    “When you meet the right person, I don’t think it’s too early,” Evelyn smiled.


    “But speaking of which, I haven’t even met Emanuele yet. I’ve only seen him in the newspaper. Isabe, when can you bring him over for us to meet?”


    “When we have time. Emanuele has been really busytely. Once he finishes up his work, I’ll bring him over to meet you guys.”


    “Okay then.”