The Hidden Mafia Boss

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eing my state . Ryan picked up my phone and talked to Emma. “Dad..” Tears welled up in my eyes..

hing will happen to your Dad.. Stay strong he will be fine..”he said

reached the hospital and I dashed to the receptionist. “Liam Anderson..”

“How?” I asked them in one word.. By the time Ryan reached me… Both of their heads hung

ctured while we were changing that. Two boys from nowhere came on a bike and shot

e driver?” I roared… “Our usual driver is on leave. A new one came in the morning and he wa

ow?” I asked .. “Are you serious Samantha? Your Dad is shot and here you are worried about the meeting.. F*** the meeting I am staying with you until th

r.” I breathe out in relief.. “He needs to rest for three da

ee him?” I ask

he doctor left… “Where is Emma?” I asked them… “We will go and check..” wi

side me.. “Mr. Bianchi, you have lots of work pending over ther

your sister comes back..” before he can finish Emma came there with a water bottle a

at I can’t pinpoint.. “Hello Emma Nice to me

is head and looked at me with the same gentleness that he had

seen him the way he shouts whenever I make a small mistake even w

Dad while I stayed back… “How are you feeling now? Are you Okay?” she a

looked at me .. “I will wait outside..” with

“Dad, you are forgetting who you are speaking to…. I am your Daughter I know you more than yourself.… you can’t escape nor hide anythi

s . Dad touched my Hands gently… “The moment that attack happened I knew something would happen but I didn’t know that.. I was so engrossed in work that I forgot to save him and I didn’t know that this would attack you this much” he said while I sat there with no words spoken … “I am sorry sweety I can’t dis

a’am..” he hesitated.. “Marcos.. I am his daughter… And do you think I would believe the story? I ha

matter.. Suddenly sir got out of the car in haste… We asked him what’s the matter.. But he didn’t answer us. Instead he purposely dashed on a person who was coming out of the mall.. The pers

tion… “What about the CCTV?” he asked me… “His face is not clear… Dad’s back faced the came

ht not do this again? Or what are the chances that whoever tried to kill that person won’t attack Dad? For once all I am asking him is to focus on the business…. Becaus

?” I closed my eyes… Marcos placed his hand on mine gently… “Do you really think that your Fa

will be a dead end.. We have been trying this for almost a year now… Do you really think your Father doesn’t know who it is? Do you Remember how he reacted whe

ear my head and will come..” With that I

e road aimlessly. My mind is filled with me

full speed on my way.. Before I could Comprehe