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Chapter 133
Chapter 133 Fair Or Unfair
The whole mansion was eerily silent, but a storm was brewing inside Maria's heart. She got up abruptly from her bed and strode directly toward Vittoria's room. Standing before the door, she hesitated for a moment, then knocked and waited. A few seconds later she heard
the soft click of the door unlocking, and Vittoria appeared, pulling the door open.
Vittoria glared at Maria with swollen, red eyes. Maria said nothing, simply walking past her and entering the room. Vittoria closed the door behind her, watching as Maria approached the bed where Lorenzo was sleeping. Maria's heart ached as she gazed at her grandson's innocent face-a replica of her late son. Her eyes welled up with tears. She had never expected this. It wasn't part of her plan. She had committed countless sins to give her son the best life possible, and now, look at what had happened. She had to kill him?! for one fucking stupid mistake.
"Why, Mom?!" Vittoria's voice cracked as she demanded in an accusing tone. "Why did you kill your own son over that fucking bastard Alessandro Valentino?"
"What else could I have done?" Maria snapped, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and regret. "That foolish son of mine made a grave mistake, and his end was inevitable." She paused, her emotions flaring as she continued. "If I hadn't killed him, Alessandro would have given him a death so brutal that neither you nor I could have borne to see it. He is a fucking monster. I gave my son a peaceful death and chose a good life for you and Lorenzo, Vittoria," she added, slumping her hands to her sides in defeat.
"But it's unfair, Mom!" Vittoria cried, her voice trembling with anger and grief. "It should be that bloody Alessandro who had to die, not my husband!"
Maria studied Vittoria's tear-streaked face before pulling her daughter-in-law into a tight embrace, her hand gently stroking Vittoria's hair.
"He will die," Maria whispered with venomous certainty. "Trust me, I will give him a death so painful that he could never even imagine." Vittoria pulled away, her face flushed with confusion and anger.
"But how, Mom?" she challenged, her voice rising in desperation. "He's the fucking invincible Alessandro Valentino! Haven't you seen what happened when Enzo tried to kill him? No one can kill him, no one! He can't be killed!" she sobbed, her voice breaking under the weight of her misery.
Maria's eyes narrowed, a cold fire igniting within them. She gripped Vittoria's shoulders, forcing her to look into her steely gaze.
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"Don't you dare think like that," Maria hissed, her voice a venomous whisper. "No man is invincible, 1. even Alessandro Valentino. He may be powerful, but power can crumble, and strength can wither. I have seen more than you can imagine." "Impossible!" muttering, Vittoria shook her head as her tears flowed freely. She had lost all hope after witnessing a mother kill her own son because of that bloody mafia king. He wasn't someone who could be defeated easily.
Maria's expression hardened, her eyes turning as cold as ice. "Just wait for the right time," she said, her voice a low, dangerous murmur. "Do as I say, and you and Lorenzo will keep everything Enzo inherited. Alessandro has no right to claim Enzo's inheritance; he's still childless. But I will make sure he loses everything he has and dies in utter misery. I'll make him look like the murderer of his own stepbrother for power and wealth. He'll be thrown out of the Italian Mafia for breaking the very rule he created: no bloodshed for power among family. vou will be cast out."
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Chapter 133 Fair Or Unfair
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Vittoria's eyes widened in disbelief. "Can we really do that alone?" she asked, her voice tinged with doubt.
Maria's lips curled into a wicked smile, her eyes gleaming with malevolent intent. "I've done more than that alone and come this far," she said, her voice dripping with dark pride. "But now, we're not alone. We have your family and people who are still loyal to me. Even Alessandro is on our side," she confessed with a sly grin. "He doesn't know he's on the side of his own death," Maria sneered. "He's unknowingly supporting my plans to end his life. And when the time comes, he'll realize too late that he was the architect of his own downfall." She smirked, her eyes shining with the promise of a revenge so deep and twisted that it would destroy everything Alessandro held dear.
After a week, Enzo's funeral was held. With the threat finally resolved, Alessandro was determined to bring his wife back. He considered calling her many times, holding his phone with his finger hovering over her name in his contacts- Vita Mia.
But he decided against it, knowing she might be furious with him for avoiding her for so many days. She would likely be very upset about his failure to return her calls and might not even listen to him or give him a chance to apologize for all the mistakes he'd made in his life. So, he resolved to meet her in person, to explain everything and confess his immense love for her.
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