It was the first time Isabe felt such a strong sense of oppression from another woman. This oppression was even stronger than when she first met Emanuele.


    She remembered the first time she met Emanuele, when he had just finished killing someone and was wounded, asking her to help treat his wounds. Even in that tense situation, Isabe did not feel as oppressed as when she met Jessie.


    “Isabe, hello, nice to meet you. Just as I imagined, you are a beautiful sweetheart,” Jessie walked towards Isabe and gave her a hug. Isabe could smell the intense perfume on Jessie, just like her, hot like a red rose with thorns.


    Jessie sat across from Isabe, as Isabe ced her order. In the gap between ordering and the food arriving, Jessie said to Isabe, “You didn’t tell Emanuele about meeting me, did you?”


    Isabe nodded, “You came to me directly; I think you also don’t want Emanuele to know.”


    She felt that Jessie’s direct approach meant she didn’t want Emanuele to know. Otherwise, she would have told him earlier. Isabe also felt that if Emanuele found out she met Jessie alone, he would definitely stop her.


    So, what did Jessie have to say to her? Isabe was curious.


    “Oh, Isabe, you are truly clever. I like you even more,” Jessie couldn’t help but smile. She looked at Isabe as if she were a child.


    She knew about Isabe’s past, how Isabe was forced into the mafia world after her mother married Emanuele’s father, eventually marrying her stepbrother Emanuele. Jessie found it amusing, like watching a TV drama.


    At first, she thought Isabe was innocent like a white rabbit, inexperienced in the world’s ways. She had tried to invite Isabe out, not expecting her to agree without telling Emanuele.


    She thought Isabe was innocent but now realized Isabe had already guessed her intentions.


    This surprised Jessie even more.


    “Isabe, since you have already guessed my intentions, are you not afraid of me? Emanuele must have told you about me, right? Are you not afraid of meeting me alone and me hurting you?”


    Isabe shook her head, “I’m not afraid. This is Chicago, Emanuele’s territory. You cannot openly harm me here.”


    She emphasized “openly harm” before harm, and Jessie found it amusing. She thought Isabe was so fun, akin to her pet cat – obedient but would scratch if provoked.


    Why did Jessie feel Isabe was like this? If she provoked her, would she scratch back?


    Quite cute.


    “No wonder Emanuele likes you,” Jessie chuckled. This girl was intelligent with a hint of innocence that men found attractive.


    “However, Isabe, I heard you cannot conceive, is that true?”


    Upon hearing Jessie’s words, Isabe’s smile faded slightly. Why did Jessie know about this? Did Emanuele tell her?


    Impossible! Emanuele wasn’t one to casually divulge such things.


    Meanwhile, Tony, upon seeing Isabe meeting Jessie, immediately called Emanuele.


    “Boss, the missus is currently meeting with Jessie Campos. Do you know about this?”


    He didn’t know if Emanuele was aware, but he hadn’t received any messages.


    Tony knew a bit about Jessie. As he knew Emanuele, he was certain Emanuele, who cherished Isabe, wouldn’t allow her to meet Jessie alone.


    This was quite terrifying!


    Though Jessie conversed amicably with the missus, who knew if she would harm her?


    Tony decided to inform the boss promptly for a decision.


    At that moment, Emanuele was in a meeting, his usual habit of not checking his phone unless it was Isabe calling. Tony was with Isabe, so when he called Emanuele, he would answer.


    Emanuele answered and heard Tony’s report, his face turning icy cold, sending shivers down everyone in the meeting room.


    Initially, they felt oppressed being in Emanuele’s presence, but now, not knowing why he was angry, they were truly scared.


    Emanuele left the meeting room to inquire with Tony.


    “Today, the missus said she was meeting a friend. We didn’t think much of it, only to find Jessie waiting at the restaurant.” Tony reported.


    “I know. Listen in on their conversation. If Jessie shows any sign of harming Isabe, you must stop her. I’ll rush over there immediately.” Emanuele handed the meeting over to Phillip and rushed to the restaurant where Isabe was.


    Damn it, damn it! Jessie dared to meet with Isabe alone. What did she want to say? What if she harmed Isabe?


    In the past few days, Jessie’s behavior had offended Emanuele. Though he wanted to coborate with her, he couldn’t overlook her actions.


    He had strong boundaries and would protect what he valued.


    However, Jessie’s behavior now made him wish to send her back to New York.


    If she dared to harm Isabe, he wouldn’t spare her!


    Isabe was also strange. Was she really that innocent? He had introduced Isabe to Jessie’s identity; didn’t she think to inform him before meeting Jessie? Did she believe everyone he coborated with was righteous?


    In Emanuele’s mafia world, only self-interest was eternal; there were no permanent friends.


    Worried for Isabe, he drove like a rocket to the restaurant.


    Inside the restaurant, he saw Isabe and Jessie eating and chatting, both smiling and appearing harmonious, despite it being their first meeting.


    Isabe and Jessie seemed to have known each other for a long time. Emanuele looked at Isabe, then at Jessie, and felt a slight sense of relief. At least Jessie hadn’t bullied Isabe.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.