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Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

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"What took you so long?" Henry's voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a knife. He glared at his son,

Oliver Montecarlo, his eyes burning with impatience.

Henry was already upset after Alexander insulted them, treating them like they were pieces of dirt rather than

his relatives. He hated Alexander from the bottom of his heart and never wanted him to be the Duke. But to

Henry's disappointment, Alexander was the sole heir of the Duke of Monaco, taking after his father.

Oliver hesitated, glancing around nervously before leaning in closer.

"I heard Alexander talking about a DNA test," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

"DNA test?!" Henry's expression twisted into a deep frown. Without another word, he seized Oliver's arm and

dragged him out of the palace complex. They hurried through the corridors and out into the garden, far from the

prying eyes of guards and staff. The lush greenery offered a semblance of privacy.

Henry's gup on Oliver's arm tightened. "What did you hear exactly?" he demanded, his tone low and menacing.

Oliver swallowed hard, his voice trembling. "Alexander was talking to his mother about finding a girl he thinks

might be Adeline. He said he had given samples for a DNA test to confirm.

For a moment, Henry stood frozen, his face a mask of shock and rage. Then, he let out a slow, calculated breath,

a sinister smirk curling his lips.

"It's impossible for the girl to be Adeline, Henry mumbled with confidence, as if he knew why it was impossible

for Adeline to still be alive. "However, we can't take any chances. Our luck has already been unfavorable lately.

His voice dropped to a murmur, barely louder than a breath, but Oliver caught every word. We need to switch

the samples before they're tested, Henry added as his face gleamed with sharp determination.

His eyes gleamed with a dangerous light as he turned to his son. "Find out where he has sent the samples to be

tested," he ordered, his voice brooking no argument.

Oliver nodded, determination and fear warring in his eyes. "Yes, Father,"

"By the way, we got the money this time, but it will only last a few days," Oliver said, his voice tinged with a mix

of relief and anxiety. "But what will we do after that? You know the people we owe money to are posing threats

continuously."

Henry's smirk spread slowly across his face, a wicked and sinful glint sparking in his eyes. "Don't worry, we will

pay off all our debt just like we are paying now. We just need to speed up our gplan," he id, his tone

dripping with sinister confidence. Oliver could almost see the dark wheels turning in his famer's mind.

"But... Henry continued, holding up a finger in caution, his eyes narrowing as if he were about to reveal a crucial

piece of their treacherous puzzle. For everything to carry on as we want, you need to make sure the DNA test

results cout as we want." His voice dropped to a menacingly serious tone.

"Don't worry, Father. | will take care of it. Oliver assured, straightening his suit jacket with a smug. calculated

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Henry glanced at his son with thinly veiled disdain. He couldn't help but feel a gnawing envy towards his nenleu

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hardworking, a paragon of diligence and dedication. Henry had watched him work tirelessly for the betterment of

the people and the principality of Monaco while simultaneously managing the family's vast business empire.

Under Alexander's stewardship, their businesses and properties had tripled in value.

In stark contrast, Henry's own son, Oliver, was a shadow, unable to survive without his father's financial support.

Henry's money kept Oliver and his family afloat, but the young man lacked the ambition and drive to forge his

own path. This made Henry's resentment towards Alexander even more bitter. He despised Alexander not just for

his success but for highlighting Oliver's shortcomings. Henry's jealousy had grown into a festering hatred, a

burning desire to see Alexander's life ruined.

Henry's mind seethed with memories of his covert attempts to undermine Alexander. He had already tried to

sabotage his nephew's efforts and was constantly seeking new ways to make his life difficult, all while keeping

his brother's widow-Alexander's mother-ignorant of his true intentions. The thought of Alexander's downfall

brought a twisted sense of satisfaction to Henry, even as he plotted in the shadows, driven by envy and malice.

"Don't be overconfident, because Alexander can smell a conspiracy. He's that clever, Henry warned his son as his

furious and intense gaze locked with Oliver's. "Always be extra careful, and make no mistakes, because mere

one mistake will cost you your life." "I got it. Father. Trustwhen I say | will handle it. I'm good at those

cunning tactics, Oliver replied with a wicked smile. | am your son, after all."

Henry glanced at his son's confident face, and his chest swelled with a twisted sense of pride. At least Oliver had

learned something from him. Yet, Henry's desire burned hotter-he wanted to see his son rise to the heights

Alexander had reached. One day, he vowed, he would make it happen. His mind was always plotting, always

scheming, and he felt he was very close to victory.

After exchanging a knowing look, the father and son duo headed to their cars, their steps echoing with the

promise of dark deeds to come.

In Paris, Alessandro had just returned from work and finished a conference call with the business head of his

overseas operations. After ordering a coffee from his mansion's kitchen, he headed to his room. He emptied his

pockets and placed everything on the coffee table in the center of the room. Unbuttoning his cuffs, he removed

his custom-made, expensive cufflinks and set them on the table as well. He was about to take off his shirt when

his phone rang. Picking it up from the table, he frowned as Maria's nflashed on the screen.

Feeling reluctant, he answered, "Mother, what is it?"

"Alessandro, where are you? Why aren't you answering Vanessa's calls?" Maria immediately be

him with accusatory question

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Alessandro groaned mentally, recalling how Vanessa kept pestering him despite his clear demand to end. their

engagement. She continued calling and texting, but Alessandro intentionally ghosted her.

"Mother, tell her to stop calling me. I'm tired of her botheringagain and again," he gritted out, irritation

evident in his voice.

"Alessandro, she's your fiancée," Maria insisted. "You can't do this to her."

"No, Mother, she is not my fiancée," he snapped. "The engagement is off, and | have nothing to do with her

anymore."

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There was silence on the line. Maria stayed quiet, knowing nothing could change Alessandro's mind when he was

upset-especially since he rarely spoke to her like that unless he was truly angry.

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