“Isabe, I believe you. You wouldn’t do such a thing,” rk, who was watching themotion, stepped forward to express his support for Isabe.
“Thank you for trusting me, rk,” Isabe nodded in gratitude.
Emanuele furrowed his brow, looking at rk, “The banquet is over, aren’t you going back to your little rose?” There was a possessiveness in Emanuele’s tone, and even a simple sentence like that seemed to convey his desire to keep Isabe to himself.
rk sighed with a hint of helplessness. It was evident that Emanuele’s possessiveness was strong, and even a casual remark could make him want to send rk away, fearing he might unintentionally steal Isabe away. Though rk had nearly married Isabe before, that was in the past. Now, there was a new thorny rose in his life, and he needed to exercise more patience with her.N?velDrama.Org content.
“I’m leaving, Emanuele. Take care of Isabe,” rk waved, turning to leave.
With the main characters of the banquet absent, the guests lingered for a while before departing. After a short while, the surveince footage was ready. Emanuele had personally sent Phillip to the control room to ensure the authenticity of the video, as no one dared to manipte it.
As they watched the footage, a surge of anger nearly consumed Emanuele. The desire for vengeance and murderous thoughts flowed through his veins. He had suspected that Karen was framing Isabe by deliberately using her of pushing, but he hadn’t expected the extent of Karen’s cruelty.
Karen had attempted to strike Isabe multiple times, failing tond a hit each time. On the third attempt, while trying to push Isabe, she identally fell down the steps. Despite her own fall, Karen shamelessly used Isabe of pushing her when others rushed to the scene.
In that moment, Emanuele’s desire to kill Karen reached its peak. He had been good to her, treating her like a sister, but little did he know she harbored other intentions.
Emanuele realized he needed to make Karen pay for her actions. While he wouldn’t hesitate to take lives for offenses against Isabe, even though Karen was no ordinary person, he would not forgive her easily.
Having made up his mind, Emanuele forwarded the surveince video to Michael, saying, “Michael, I need an exnation from you.”
Back at the hospital, after the doctors treated Karen, Michael remained by her side throughout. When he saw that Karen was stable, he finally felt a sense of relief.
“Karen, you’reing back to Russia with me tomorrow,” Michael dered with an icy tone, leaving no room for negotiation. He couldn’t afford any trouble with his family due to Karen’s misadventures in the United States. The whole family adored her, and he needed to bring her back home.
“I don’t want to go back,” Karen shook her head, rejecting Michael. She understood the embarrassment of the situation today, but the thought of Emanuele marrying someone so inconspicuous made her unwilling to back down.
That woman had no significant background, and she dared to provoke Karen. She swore to make that woman pay!
As Michael attempted to persuade Karen, his phone rang, and upon seeing the surveince video sent by Emanuele, his expression instantly darkened. A hard-to-describe sense of shame spread within him.
Michael was not one to easily feel shame. He was usually ruthless and indifferent to outsiders, disying no emotions. Yet now, he felt ashamed for what had transpired. It turned out that it wasn’t Isabe pushing his sister but rather his sister attempting to bully Isabe three times, only to be evaded each time. In the end, Isabe didn’t retaliate, but Karen, in her impatience, failed to notice the staircase behind Isabe, resulting in her fall.
If Karen’s asthma attack hadn’t happened, how would the guests perceive them with that surveince footage? Despite this, Michael felt a deep sense of remorse for publicly embarrassing Isabe in front of so many people. If it weren’t for Emanuele shielding her, the girl would have suffered even more.
Karen, noticing her brother’s displeasure upon viewing the video, dared not speak. Though she was pretending to be ill, the pain in her leg from the fall was genuine. The doctors had treated her, but a lingering ache persisted.
Furious at the recent events, Karen harbored a strong desire to harm Isabe.
“Karen, maybe Dad and Mom have spoiled you too much. Bullying Isabe is one thing, but ndering her too!” Michael spoke slowly, his tone icy, akin to the winter chill, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Karen’s body trembled involuntarily. Although her brother was usually kind to her, his angry demeanor still frightened her. His face resembled stone, cold and unyielding, devoid of any expression. She seldom witnessed Michael losing his temper, and seeing him like this made her want to hide under the nket, avoiding his gaze.
However, even in this state, Michael’s formidable aura continued to influence her, making it difficult for her to breathe.
“Before leaving Chicago, you must apologize to Isabe,” Michael dered, realizing he owed Isabe an apology as well for the harsh words he had spoken earlier, driven by concern for Karen.
“I won’t!” Karen immediately refused. “Clearly, she framed me. Even if she didn’t physically push me, she deliberately lured me towards the stairs!”
“Karen, if you don’t apologize, when we return to Russia, I will impose a three-month house arrest on you. You won’t be allowed to go anywhere.”
“Brother, you can’t treat me like this!” Karen’s tears fell.
“There’s no room for negotiation in this matter. Isabe is Emanuele’s wife and the Queen of the Chicago Mafia. If you harm her, it’s equivalent to going against Emanuele. If you don’t apologize, gain her forgiveness, do you think you can leave Chicago?”
Emanuele’s protection of Isabe indicated how much he valued her. He wouldn’t allow Isabe to suffer even a bit. Even if Karen imed Isabe had pushed her, Emanuele unconditionally sided with Isabe.
This wasn’t the cold-blooded and ruthless man Michael knew. Initially, he had heard that Emanuele’s marriage to Isabecked emotion, but today’s events suggested otherwise.