THE MAFIA BOSS WENT COMPLETELY STILL WHEN A LITTLE GIRL ENTERED HIS MANSION AND SAID, “MY MOM COULDN’T COME TODAY…”

chin.

She was pale, weak, and wrapped in a worn blanket, but determination hardened her eyes.

“I said no.”

Emma glanced between them.

“Mommy, what about the lady?”

Lucas immediately looked at her.

The color drained from Clara’s face.

“What lady?” Lucas asked.

Emma sat up straighter.

“The pretty one. With the red umbrella. She came when Mommy was sleeping. She continue reading …