Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Frozen Bride: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

[Sinclair]Conrad was investigating who among my mother's friends had viciously slandered her. It would take him a long time because the incident had passed. Poppy Swan was one of the people I unfortunately suspected.I hoped I was wrong. I couldn't imagine that the woman who had treated me so well during those difficult times would hurt my mother. Not many people helped me get back on my feet after Dad passed away. Poppy bravely stood up to her husband, who disapproved of her supporting me.“Who is Joaquin Fernandez?” my mom's best friend asked. “I've never heard that name. Is he an actor?”“Are you sure you never knew him?” I repeated.Poppy smiled. “Sin, I know numerous people, but that name is unfamiliar.” She patted the back of my hand.Her demeanor didn't change. Her eyes, smile, and movements remained calm, but her palm was cold. I couldn't tell if it was the air conditioning or she was nervous. Surprisingly, I didn't feel guilty for asking that question.Poppy treated me like

Judy chose a restaurant in the hotel near her office. No one knew I worked in Sinclair's club, and I wanted to keep it that way. Therefore, I didn't mention my location and let her decide our meeting place.Getting a table at the restaurant wasn't difficult. Only certain people had dinner at such a fancy place. Judy had arrived first. Her bodyguard greeted me at the door and escorted me to the table.“Hi, Darcy, have a seat!” She greeted me cheerfully.I glanced at the bag on the chair beside her. “Hi. Is anyone else eating with us?” I sat on the chair across from her.“Um, yes,” Judy answered. “She went to the restroom for a while.”Her friend didn't go to the restroom. That woman must have been hiding somewhere, waiting for me to sit down. She knew I'd leave if I saw her here with Judy. There was only one person I knew would pull off that trick.“Please choose what to eat. I'll pay.” Judy handed me the menu.“Okay,” I replied.I ordered steak with barbeque sauce, grilled asparagus,

My workspace wasn't cluttered. Everything was in its place. Marcel's parcel was also on the sideboard. The difference was there were a few packages beside it. I checked the hampers. There were baskets of towels and bathrobes, fruits, and books.A card was on each of the hampers. They wished me a speedy recovery. Strange. Henry said they intended to sell their shares because I had a dirty business. Why were they suddenly concerned about me?They didn't carry out their intention to sell the shares. I didn't see any transfer of names for the assets they own. What made them change their minds? Could it be someone is influencing them? I had a long list of people who wanted me to go bankrupt.“Can I help you with anything, Boss?” Neil asked.“Please check the security cameras. What did they do in my office.” I glanced at the ceiling.“Okay,” he said.After Neil left, I approached my desk. Nothing had moved. My computer didn't feel warm either. Neil returned and reported that the shareholder

I ignored their stares. My body moved harmoniously to the music. The woman pulling my mask smiled at the audience. She tried hard to dance, teasing the guests who directed their attention to me.Although I was in the front row, I made no effort to cover my face. I let the customers see me as I was. I kept my promise to the group and instructor by dancing without any mistakes.We finished the performance well and headed backstage in an orderly fashion. I couldn't pick up my mask because the culprit threw it at the audience. I approached her when we were in the dressing room.However, someone preceded me, and a loud slap filled the room. We held our breath at the sight. Kirsten clenched her fists, refraining from hitting her twice. She looked at Davina with blazing eyes.“Wh-why did you slap me?” Davina asked in surprise.“Everyone worked so hard on tonight's performance, and you ruined everything with your one selfish act,” Kirsten snapped.My dance partner glanced at me. "Darcy ruined

I scanned my surroundings before getting out of the car. I knew my people were near the cemetery, protecting me from enemies. However, I couldn't let my guard down. I took Dashiel's hand and walked towards my family's grave.It was close to the road so we didn't have to walk far. Neil and my son's bodyguard watched us from the side of the car. Boyd jogged and stopped beside my father's tombstone. Dad was on the right, Mom was in the middle, and Tristan was on the left.The spot in front of them was mine and Dashiell's. I had bought the land for our resting place. People wouldn't have to bother looking for a place when my son and I died. That way, my body and the rest of my family were in the same place.“Dad, I want to see Grandma's face,” Dashiell said.I turned to his bodyguard. The man grabbed something from the car and approached us. He handed my son a tablet. Dashiell looked at the screen. My beautiful mom smiled at us.“Grandma's hair is dark like Dad's. Grandpa and Uncle's hair