The atmosphere inside the apartment was tense. What should have been a warm and lively ce was now filled only with anxiety and coldness.


    Emanuele had already arranged for his men to investigate. He didn’t want to sit idle. Whenever any clues emerged, he made sure to be the first to investigate.


    He had prioritized this matter as his top mission. Ro also became aware of the situation and flew in from Italy. Now, he and Isidoro were present in his apartment with Emanuele.


    “I wasn’t nning to tell you,” Emanuele said, looking at Ro. Ro had married Grazia, making him a part of the family, so asking for his help was reasonable.


    However, Grazia was pregnant now, with only two months left until the child’s birth. If something dangerous happened while Ro was here, he felt he would be letting Grazia down.


    “Emanuele, it’s okay. I won’te over. I’ll wait in the apartment for you. It’s just that Grazia is very worried about you, so she asked me toe and check. I also brought some men with me, and they are all under yourmand. They are my most elite subordinates,” Ro said.


    Emanuele patted Ro’s shoulder. “Thank you, Ro.”


    Meanwhile, Isidoro was responsible for rying the intelligence he had gathered to Emanuele, working alongside him in the battle.


    William wasn’t as difficult to deal with as Frederick. When they entered Frederick’s stronghold, it was filled with his subordinates. Now, those people had been taken care of, leaving only William. However, even with just one William, he was not easy to handle, especially with Isabe in his hands.


    The thought of Isabe being captured by that bastard, her hair cut off, filled Emanuele with anger and a hint of fear. He was genuinely worried about Isabe and what cruel actions William might subject her to.


    Thinking of Phillip, if he hadn’t managed to escape, he would likely have been cruelly tortured to death by William. And Isabe, such a delicate woman… Emanuele couldn’t bear to imagine it. Though she had strength within her, in the face of a powerful enemy, she was also fragile. If she were tortured, she would undoubtedly feel pain, cry, copse, and not be able to endure it.


    The more Emanuele thought about this, the more distressed he became. At that moment, all he wanted was to find Isabe as soon as possible.


    Just then, James messaged Emanuele: “Emanuele, we’ve found peopleing in and out of an abandoned warehouse. It seems suspicious.”Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    “Keep watch quietly. I’m on my way,” Emanuele immediately responded. He had a feeling that Isabe must be there. After all, the presence of people in an abandoned warehouse, especially within their defined area, likely meant that William was there.


    With this in mind, Emanuele quickly put on a bulletproof vest, checked his handguns, machine guns, and prepared to depart with his team.


    Ro watched Emanuele leave and patted his shoulder. “Be careful. Don’t let William get to you. He’s a very clever and cunning person.”


    Suddenly, he thought of histe wife. Although he didn’t particrly like Isabe, she was his wife’s best friend and the woman Emanuele loved the most. He didn’t want anything to happen to her.


    The feeling of losing a loved one is unbearable. Ro had experienced it once and still remembered the heart-wrenching pain. He didn’t want Emanuele to go through the same. After all, not long ago, he had lost his father, stepmother, and brother-inw.


    If he were to lose the woman he loved the most, Emanuele might just lose his mind. Emanuele nodded, understanding Ro’s unspoken concern.


    Before leaving, he lit a cigarette to try and keep himself as calm as possible. But just then, Emanuele’s phone rang. It was a message from William’s number.


    “Congrattions, Emanuele. You’ve be a father. The child in Isabe’s belly is quite big now, a girl. When Isabe found out, she cried tears of joy.”


    That bastard had discovered Isabe’s pregnancy. “Emanuele, I finally understand why you are in such a hurry. So, you know about Isabe having a child. If you don’t behave, neither Isabe nor the child will exist in this world,” the message continued.


    Emanuele had been somewhat calmer, but now, on hearing William’s words, he felt the anger burning in his chest, igniting an impulse to destroy the world.


    William had better be caught by him in the next moment. He would make him regret saying those threatening words.


    With that in mind, Emanuele pocketed his phone and headed out. He hoped William was indeed in that abandoned warehouse. If he could catch him, he would make him regret ever being born into this world.


    —


    Isabe felt like a captive animal, pinned down on a makeshift bed that had been hastily brought in.


    She didn’t know where this doctor hade from, but he had brought equipment and was repeating the procedures she had undergone in the hospital. However, this time, the doctor showed no emotion, disying no concern for her well-being. He swiftly applied gel to her belly and conducted an ultrasound.


    “This is a girl, about seventeen weeks in size, very healthy,” the doctor told William straightforwardly.


    “Thank you,” William said. Upon hearing it was a girl, he seemed somewhat dissatisfied.


    The doctor wiped off the gel from Isabe’s belly, and William reached out, touching her stomach.


    Isabe recoiled, trembling, wanting to move away from William. However, she was tied to the chair, unable to resist, forced to endure William’s touch on her belly.


    His movements were gentle, but even so, Isabe felt ufortable. Damn it, she was truly terrified.


    If it were just her, perhaps she could bravely resist, but she had an unborn life inside her belly. Isabe felt fragile and sorrowful because of her unborn child, making her vulnerable.


    Thinking of this, tears uncontrobly streamed down Isabe’s face.


    William looked at her. “Isabe, why are you crying? Are you overwhelmed with joy? Do you not know that you’re carrying a daughter? I wonder if Emanuele will be delighted once he learns about this.”


    “William, please just let me go,” Isabe pleaded.


    “I’ve already told Emanuele. Either he gives up his position as the head of the mafia, or he gives up on you. Which do you think he will choose, between you and being the head of the mafia?” William said, smiling gently at Isabe. However, his smile sent shivers down her spine.


    He was like Satan emerging from hell! Emanuele, although frightening, had never made her feel as scared as William did. Emanuele’s terror was consistent, but William was deceptively gentle on the outside, yet cruel within, making Isabe even more afraid.


    Isabe remained silent. She didn’t want to engage with William.